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Officers of the Army and JVYtoji, 



Patriotic, Martial, and Naval 

Is respectfully inscribed by 


TRENTON, May 1, 1SI3. 




AS near beauteous Boston lying. 
Attention pray give, while of hobbies I sing. 
Again athwart th' Atlantic main, 
Blow, blow, ye breezes, o'er the western main, 
Blest on his own paternal farm, 

Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise, 
Crowned with auspicious light, 
Come muster, ray lads, your mechanical tools, 
Columbians, arise '. let the cannon resound, 
Columbia long, too long, hath borne, 
Come, genius of our happy land, 

Farewel to my country*, a lasting farewel, 
For him wlio sought his country's good, 
Firm spirit and nerve to free nations belong, 

Hail, great Republic of the world, 
Hail, America, hail, unrivalled in fame, 
Hail, the first, the greatest, blessing, 
Hail, Liberty, supreme delight, 
Hail, Columbia, happy land! 
Hail, Independence, hail I 
Hail ! sacred independence, hail ! 
Hark ! the trumpet of war from the East sounds alarms, 
Hark ! the deep-sounding cannon, in thunder proclaim, 
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In a chariot ofli^it from the regions of day, 13 

In the sti 11 hour of nature, when mankind repose, 18 

I enry not the proud their wealth, 30 

If the stock of our bliss is in stranger hands vested, 41 

In the volume of fate, as the book was unfolded, 41 

If Yankees you would have a song, 61 

I need not now tell what it was drove our sues, 95 

Johnny Bull and many more, 92 

Lo, I quit my native skies, 45 

I^and of my fathers— freedom's field, 83 

Let patriot pride our patriot triumph wake, 86 

Make room all ye Kingdoms in history renowned, 16 

My friend is the man I'll copy through life, 35 

!Men of ever}' siz£ and station, 75 

No peerage we covet , no sceptres desire, 37 

No glory 1 covet, no riches I want, 49 

Old Homer— but what have we with him to do ? 25 

Of the v ictory won over tyranny's power, 70 

O'er the forest-crowned hills, the rich vallies and streams, 87 

Poets may sing of their Helicon streams, 52 

Rejoice, rejoice ! brave Patriots rejoice, 85 

Remember now the awful hour, 91 

Says Plato, Why should man be vain, 30 

Say, shall in Freedom's loved abode, 72 

That scat of science, Athens, 15 

To liberty's enraptured sight, 23 

To no monarch, no tyrant in robes, will we *dng, 24 

The power that created the night and the day, 23 

Though sacred the flame which our country enkindles, 32 

The tuneful bird, from freedom torn, 35 
Tie fairest flewreti bring, 


The genius of Freedom, of unsullied fame, 70 

Though Britain may boast of her profligate regent, 84 

The firm patriot mind is the source of high merit, 89 

Though love's soft transports may, 90 

"When Columbia arose from the vide spreading flood, 

"When liberty's standard Columbia raised high, 

"When the sweet-smiling moon rolls her orb through the sky, 

When first the sun o'er ocean glowed, 

When north-winds rage, and tempests how], 

"While beneath the sharp scourge of tyrannical power, 

When first that proud queen, whom the waters environ, 

Welcome, welcome the day, when assembled as one, 

While Europe's mad powers o'er the ocean are ranging, 

When our sky was illumined by freedom's bright dawn, 

When tyranny's scourge, and oppression's chill blast, 

When plundering armies take the field, 

"What heart but throbs high with sincerest devotion, 

When rolling orbs from chaos sprung, 

Well met, fellow-freemen, let's cheerfully greet, 

Ye men of Columbia , O hail the great day, 21 

Ye sons of Hibernia, who fled from oppression, 34 

Yankee doodle is the tune, 57 

Ye freemen of Columbia, 8 1 

Ye brave sons of freedom, come join in the chorus, 93 




A SOLDIER is the noblest name, 97 

As Jack the King's commander, 108 

Arouse, freedom's sons, 'tis your country that calls, 128 

Awake, awake, to glory wake, 129 

Adieu, adieu, my only life, 130 

Awake, awake J my gallant friends, 140, 

Be firm, O Columbians— along the Atlantic, 132 

Come all ye hearts of tempered steel, 1 12 

Come ye lads who wish to shine, 115 

Comrades, follow my advice, i;6 

Come, strike the bold anthem, the war-dogs are howling, 131 

Columbians rouse to glory, , 136 

Farewel, thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies, 121 

Go, friend of my bosom, the trumpet's shrill cry, 119 

Go where glory waits thee, 124 

Historians to the young relate, 104 

How stands the glass around, 113 

How blest a life a soldier leads, 114 

How glorious the death for our country to die : 117 

Hark, the drum, the bugle, sounds, 121 

Hark, the peal for war is rung, . 134 

Let others boast a monarch's pride, 101 

Loud howled the storm, dark gloomed the night, 102 

Let the tempest of war be heard from afar, 132 


On Christmas day in "75, 103 

Protect them, Heaven !— My faltering tongue, 143 

Remember the glories of patriots brave, 107 

Rouse, rouse, ye brave, ye gallant souls, 137 

Stern winter scowled along the plain, 106 

Soul of Columbia, quenchless spirit comej 114 

Soldier, hear that solemn call, 125 

Sons of valor, fathers hoary, 127 

The sun emerging from his bed, 

The trumpet sounds, my country calls, 

Too soon, my dear Sophia, pray take this kind adieu, 

The morn was fresh and pure the gale, 

The tocsin has sounded, the bugle has blown, 

"Why should vain mortals tremble at the sight 0$ 

Whilst in peaceful quarters lying, 

"When cannons roar, when bullets fly, 

Waif demon of destruction fell, 

When commotions arise, and frowns of the skies, 

What nerves the soldier, when danger surrounding, 

While I fold in my arms the dear girl of my heart, 

Ye soldiers of Columbia, 

Ye sons of Freedom ! to the field repair, 

Yes, there they bled .'-the gallant few, 




A VOYAGE at sea, and all its strife, 147 

As you mean to set sail for the land of delight 150 

Arise, Arise, Columbia's sons arise I 171 

All hail, Columbia's sons, once more, 199 

Britannia's gallant streamers, 185 

Brave hearts of ocean chivalry, ' 195 

Come, loose every sail to the breeze, 154 

Come, all hands ahoy to the anchor, 167 

Come all you jolly sailors here, 169 

Columbia's sons, prepare, unite, 184 

Dear Nancy, I've sailed the world all around, 155 

Freedom's sons awake to glory, 175 

From dungeons of Britain, whioh float on the main, 181 

Go, patter to lubbers and swabs d'ye see, 155 

Gallants attend, and hear a friend, 163 

Gaily, lads, our friends we're leaving, 165 

How blest a life the Sailor leads, 146 

Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling, 156 

Hark! again the cannon's roar, 191 

In storms, when clouds obscure the sky, 152 

John Bull, who has for ten years past, 177 


Lift's like a ship in constant motion, 149 

Let glory proclaim to the hills of the west, 190 

My heart from my bosom would fly, 154 
No more of your blathering nonsense, 

Our country 'alike ashipof war, 145 

O'er the rough main, with flowing sheet, 160 

Oh ! who can conceive how acute are my pains, 174 

Oh I think on my fate, once I freedom enjoyed, 175 

Peaceful slumbering on the ocean, 151 

Rise, sons of freedom, rise ! 176 

Son of the rough and roaring wave, 145 

Sweet is the ship that, under sail, 153 

Sons of freedom ! break your slumbers, 1S3 

The top sail shivers in the wind, 152 

The sea was calm, the sky serene, 153 

Two real tars, whom duty called, 158 

The anchor weighed, the cannon's roar, 163 

Towards Afric's coast the wind did blow, 170 

The youthful sailor mounts the bark, 173 

The banner of freedom, high floated unfurled, 188 

To guard the free pathway of his watery domain, 192 

The frigates of England, the queen of the seas, l?7 

When whistling winds are heard to roar, 150 

When my money was gone that I gained in the wars, 157 

Why that's that to you if my eyes I'm a wiping, f 159 

With his vessel well manned, and chtfck full of fight, 179 

When with fierce rage the wild winds roar, 182 

When engaged on the ocean, the braTe yankee tar, 183 

*ame shall tell the splendid story, 194 


Ye sons of Columbia, the trumpet of fame, 172 

Ye freemen of Columbia, 180 

Ye brave sons of freedom, whose bosoms beat high^ 187 

Ye Seamen of Columbia, 193 

Ye gallant sons of liberty, 197 

Ye Demos attend, and ye Federalists too, 200 

Yankee sailors hare a knack, 201 



Tune. iS In a Mouldering Caie. %% 

IN" a chariot of light from the regions of day, 

The goddess of liberty came. 
Ten thousand celestials directed the -way, 

And hither conducted the dame. 
A fair budding branch from the gardens above, 

Wl it- re millions with millions agree. 
She brought in her hand, as a pledge of her I 

And the plant she named LIBERTY TREE. 

The celestial exotic struck deep in the ground, 

Like a native it flourished and bore ; 
The fame of its fruit drew the nations around, 

To seek out this peaceable shore. 
L'nmindful oTnames or distinctions they came, 

For freemen like brothers agree, 
With one spirit endued, thev one friendship pursued, 

And then temple was LIBERTY TREE. 

E-neath this fair tree, like the patriarchs of old, 

Their bread in contentment they eat, 
Vmevd vith the troubles of silver and gold, 

The cares of the grand a?>d the great. 
With tinker and tav they old England supplied 

And supported her power on the sea ; -*j 

Her battles thev fought, without getting a groat, 

For the honor of LIBERTY TRF.E7 

But hear oh ye swains ("ti . a tale most profane) 
How all the tyrannical powers. 

commons, and lords, are uniting amain, 
lo cut down this guardian of our* ! 


From the east to the west blow the trumpet to arms. 
Through the land let the sound of it flee, 

Let the far and the near, all unite with a cheer, 
In defence of our LIBERTY TREE. 

Destruction of the Tea. 1774. 

Tune.— •'—Hosier \r Ghost. 

AS near beauteous BOSTON lying 

On the gently swelling flood, 
Without jack or pendant flying 

Three ill-fated Tea-ships rode ; 

Just as glorious Sol was setting, 
On the wharf p. numerous crew. 

SONS OF FREEDOM, fear forgetting, 
Suddenly appeared in view. 

Armed with hammer, axe and chissels, 
Weapons new for warlike deed, 

Towards the herbage-freighted vessels, 
They approached with dreadful speed. 

O'er their heads in lofty mid-sky 
Three bright An gel -forms were Men ; 

This wat HAMPDEN, that was SIDNEY, 
With fair LIBERTY between. 

M Soon, they cried, your foes you'll banish, 
" Soon the triumph shall be won ; 

M Scarce shall setting Phebus vanish, 
" 'Ere the deathless deed be done." 

Quick as thought the ships wer* boarded, 
Hatches burst and chests displayed ; 

Axes, hammers, help afforded ; 
What a glorious crash they made ! 

Squash into the deep descended 
Cursed weed of China's coast 

Thus at onee our fears v. ere ended : 
British rights shall ne'er be !o«t. 


Captains ! Once more hoist your streamers, 

Spread your «ails, and plow the wave ! 
Tell \o\ir masters they were dreaders 

When they thought to cheat the BRAVE. 

FREE AMERICA— by gen. warren. 

Tune. British Grenadier. 

THAT *eat of science, Athens, 

And earth's proud rai?tv*-ss, Rome ; 
Where now arc all their glories ? 

We scarce can rind a tomb. 
Then guard your rights, Americans, 

Noc Ntoop to lawless sway ; 
Oppose, oppose, oppose, expose, 

For North America. 

We led fvir freedom hither, 

And lo ! the desart smiled ; 
A paradise of pleasure, 

Was opened in the wild ! 
Your harvest, bold Americans, 

No power shall snatch away, 
Huzza, huzza, huzza, huzza, 

For tree America. 

Torn from a world of tyrants, 

Beneath this western sky, 
We loaned a new dominion, 

A land of liberty : 
The world shall own we're masters here ; 

Then hasten on the day, 
Huzza, huzza, huzza, huzza, 

For free America. 

Proud Albion bowed to Ciesar, 

And numerous lords before ; 
To Picts, to Danes, to Normana, 

And many masters mere : 
But we can boast, Americans, 

We've never fallen a prey ; 
Huzza, huzza, huzza, huzza, 

For free America. 


God bless tfiis maiden climate, 

And tlmiugh its vast domain 
JSIay hosts of he roes cluster, 

Who scorn to wear a chain : 
And blast the venal sycophant, 

Tliat dares our rights betray ; 
Huzza, huzza, huzza, huzza, 

For free America. 

lift up your heads, ye heroes, 

And swear with proud disdain, 
The wretch that would e ns nare jou, 

Shall lay his snares in vain : 
Should Europe empty all her force, 

We'll meet her in array, 
And iisht aud ihyut, and shout and fight. 

For North America. 

Some future day shall crown us, 

The masters of the main, 
Our fleet slall speak in thunder, 

To England, France and Spain ; 
And the nations o'er the ocean spread, 

Shall tremble and obey, 
Thetous, the sons, the sons, the sons, 

Of brave America. 



MAKE room all ye kingdoms, in history renowne!, 
Whose arms have in battle with victory been crowned, 
Make room for America, another great nation ; 
She rises, to claim in your councils a station. 

Her sons fought for freedom, and by their own bravery 
Have rescued themselves from the shackles of slavery ; 
America is free ; and Britain's abhorred ; 
And America's fame is forever restored. 

Fair freedom in Britain her throne had erected ; 
Her sons they grew venal, and she disrespected. 
The goddess offended, forsook that base nation, 
And nxed on our mountains ; a more honored station. 


With glory immortal, she here sits enthroned, 
Nor fi^rs the vain vengeance of Britain disowned, 

,T ASHING TON guards her. wtth heroes surrounded ; 
Her foes, he. with shameful defeat, has confounded. 

To arms — we to arms flew. 'twas freedom invited us, 
The trumpet shrill sounding, to battle excited us ; 
The banners of virtue, unfurled, did wave o'er us, 
Our hero led on, and the foe flew before us. 

In HEAVEN and WASHINGTON, we placed reliance, 

We met the proud Britons, and bid them defiance ; 
The cause we supported was just, and was glorious ; 
"When men fight for freedom, they must be victorious. 

The Land of Love and Liberty 

Tune. "Rule Britannia."* 

HAIL, great republic of the world ! 

The rising Empire of the West ; 

When famed Columbus' mighty mind irapress'd, 

Gave Europe's sons a place of rest. 

Be thou for ever, for ever blest and free, 

The land of love and liberty. 

Beneath thy spreading mantling vines, 
Beside thy flowery groves and springs ; 
And on thy lofty, thy lofty mountains' brow, 
May all thy tons and fair ones sing, 
Be thou for ever, &c. 

From thee may future nations learn. 
To prize the cause thy sons began ; 
From thee may future, may future tyrants know, 
That sacred are the Rights of Mas, 
Be thou fur ever, &.c. 

OTOiee may sleeping infancy. 
The pleasing wondrous story tell ," 
A!id patriot sages in venerable mood, 
Instruct the world to govern well. 
Be thou forever, Sec. 

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May guardian angels watch around, 
From bane protect these new-born stater, 
And all ye friendly, ye fru-udly nations join, 
And thus salute the child of late: 
B;- tUou far ever, &c. 


IN the still hour of nature, when mankind repose, 
And darkness lur veil round the universe throws. 
As the gh-amy-shot ineteor, so radiant with light, 
A goddess descends on the bosom of night. 

From her left, Freedom's tegis flashed terror afar, 
And her right shook the spear, redoubted in war ; 
On her helm was COLUMBIA, lettered in gold, 
Aii'l peace with sweet olive did the motto enfold. 

Oil her countenance heavenly benignity played, 
And the stars of the union encircled her head ; 
Of iier country, the emblem was marked on her zone, 
And bright as bold Phebus fair Liberty shone. 

With majesty awful, " My children." she cried, 
'• Of my bosom the treasure, the glory, the pride," 
While she spoke, the wiug'd lightning gland fiery en high, 
And dread independence shot tierce from her eye. 

*' Thou nation of patriots, thou land of the brave, 
Whtre tyranny rots in her dark silent grave, 
As peace- to the wretched, or spring to the year, 
So are to m> bosom thy warriors dear. 

N If war's sweeping tempest from Europe returns, 
Columbia indignant, shall marshal her sons ; 
With flags proudly waving, the tyrants defy, 
Victorious she'll triumph, or gloriously die. 

•' When rages the battle, and the dread trumpets sound, 
From the breast gushes life at the deep mortal wound ; 
Still fearless they'll hurl the death-winged dart, 
And victory swell warm through each warrior's heart. « 

a I know you're intrepid, and danger will dare, 
In friendship unshaken, unconquered in war ; 
As nature extensive, your glories 1*11 spread, 
Ur lay you immortal in honor's proud ued. 


" My sons oft in battle their prowess have shown, 
And humbled Britannia their valor must own, 
The infant of Liberty, suckled but now, 
Plucked the laurel of conquest from royalty's brow, 

"Oppression's dark legions, here gloomy arrayed, 
Here Freedom's proud eagle defiance displayed^ 
"When in terrible fury youv fathers arose, 
And dread as omnipotence hurled down tlieir fees 

u The spirit undaunted, that knew not to yield. 
Sought peace in uprightness, or death in the field, 
Was the spirit unconqutredyour sires thatpossest, 
And such let the soul be that still tires your breast. 

w At Torktown and Bunker's famed hill have they bled, 
And in freedom majestic, when WASHINGTON led, 
Did the rights of your country support on the plain, 
Or laid their corpse mangled on mountains of slain. 

u How oft they strode fearless o'er death's bloody field, 
With virtue their motto, and courage their shield. 
How oft crowned with glory, their banners did wave, 
Let the shades of my heroes attest from the grave. 

■ Now nourished by wisdom, and strengthened by years, 
The goddess of liberty dreadful appears.— 
To her foes, as the thunder, that round her head roars, 
Profound as the ocean that washes the shores." 


COLUMBIA ! Columbia ! to glory arise, 
The queen of the werid, andtlie child of the skies ; 
Thy genius commands- thee, with raptures beheld, 
While ages on ages thy splendors unfold : 
Thy reign is fhe last, and the noblest of time, 
Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy clime .* 
Let the crimes of the East ne'er encrimson thy name : 
Be freedom, and science, and virtue thy fame. 

To conquest and slaughter let Europe aspire, 
Whelm nations in blood, and wrap cities in fire ; 
Thy heroes the rights of mankind shall defend, 
And triumph pursue them, and glory attend ; 


A world is thy realm, for a work! be thy laws. 
"Enlarged as thine empire, and just as thy cau;e ; 
On freedom's broad basis that empire shall rise. 
Extend with the main, and dissolve with the skies. 

Fair science her gates to thy sons shall unbar, 
And the East see thy morn hide the beams of her star , 
New bards and new sages unrivalled shall soar. 
To fame unextinguished, when time is no more : 
To thee, the last refuge of virtue designed, 
Shall fly, from all nations, the best of mankind, 
Here, grateful to heaven, with transmits shall bring 
Their incense, more fragrant than odours of spring. 

Nor less shall thy fair ones to glory ascend, 
And genius and beauty in harmony blend ; 
Their graces of form, slinll awake pure desire. 
And the charms of the soul still enl iven the fire : 
Their sweetness un mingled, their manners refined. 
And virtue's bright image instampul on the mind ; 
With peace and soft rapture shall teach life to glow, 
And light up a smile in the aspect of woe. 

Thy fleets to all regions thy power shall display, 
The nations admire, and the ocean obey ; 
Each shore to thy glory its tribute unt'< II. 
And the East and the South yield their spices nod 'rob": ; 
As the day-spring unbounded thy splendors shall flow ; 
Aim! earth's little kingdoms More thee shall > ow ; 
While the ens urns of union in triumph unfurled, 
Hush the tumults of war, and give peace to the world. 

Thus as down a lone valley, w ith cedars oVr.sprr.nd, 
From the noise of the city I pensively unwed. 
The gloom from the face of fair heaven retired, 
The winds- ceased to murmur, the thnnden expired ; 
Perfumes, as of Ed< is. flowed sweetly along, 
Aixl a voice, as of angpls, enchant ingly MwpJ| 
Columbia ! Columbia .' to glory arise, 
The queen of the world, and the child of the skies. 




YE men of Columbia, O hail the great day, 

Which burst your tyrannical chain ; 
Which taught the opprest how to spurn lawless sway, 

And established equality's reign : 
Yes. hail the blest moment, when awfully grand 

Your Congress pronounced the decree, 
Which told the wide world that yeur pine-covered land, 

In spite of coercion was free. 

Those worthies who fell in the soul-cheering cause, 

To the true sens of freedom are dear ; 
Their deeds the unborn shall rehearse with applause, 

AikI bedew their cold tomb with a tear. 
O cherish their names— let their daring exploits 

And their virtues be spread far and wide. 
Arid if tierce-eyed ambition encroach on your rights, • 

Again shall her schemes be destroyed. 

As he tills the rich glebe, the old peasant shall tell, 

f While his bosom with gratitude glows) 
How your Warren expired — how Montgomery fell, 

And how Washington baffled your foes. 
With transport his offspring shall catch the glad sound, 

And as freedom takes root in each breast. 
Thrir country's defenders with praise shall be crowned, 

While her plunderers they ieara to detest. 

Bv those fields that were ravaged, those towns that were fired, 

By those wrongs which jour females endured ; 
By those blood-sprinkled plains where your warriors expired. 

O. preserve what your prowess procured ; 
And reflect that your lights are the rights of mankind, 

That to all they were bounteously given ; 
And that he who in chains would his fel low-man bind, 

Uplifts his proud arm against heaven. 

How can you, who have felt the oppressor's hard hand, 

Who for freedom all perils did brave- 
How can you enjoy ease, while one foot of your land 

Is disgraced by the toil of a slave ? 
O rouse, then, in spite of a merciless few, 

And pronounce this immortal decree- 
That '• whate'er be man's tenets, his fortune, his hue 

•' He is man— and shall therefore be free •'' 




HAIL, America, hail, unrivalled in fame, 
Thj foes in confusion, turn pale at thy name ; 
On "thy rock-rooted virtue, firmly seated sublime, 
Below thee break harmless, the billows of Time* 
May thy starry flag, waving, still glory pursue, 
And freedom find ever, a guardian in you. 

Huzza, huzza, huzza, brave America, 
Whom Freedom secures ; 
The high car of crest-blazing glory is yours. 

Let Spain boast the treasures, that g^low in her mines, 
Let Gailia rejoice in her olives and vines ; 
Let bright-sparkling jewels in India prevail, 
Let thy odours, Arabia, diffuse in each gale ; 
'Tis America only is blessed with the soil, 
Where tlie fair fruits of virtue and liberty smile. 

Huzza, huzza, &c. 
For the blessings of Freedom and pleuty are yours. 

Our bosoms enraptured, beat high at thy name, 
Thy health is our transport, thy triumph our fame ; 
Like our sires with our swords, we'll support thy renown, 
What they hrraght with their blood, we'll defend with our own 
Smile, ye guardians of Freedom, while your sons implore, 
That America may flourish till time be no more. 

H u /. za , h uzza , &c . 
For the blessings of freedom and valor are yours. 

The nmw to thee their glad tribute shall pay, 
They flourish with freedom, with freedom decay ; 
Their harps faintly murmur and siie^tlv stand, 
While the tword of op pr e ss i on hangs aver oat land. 
Can the eagle soar freely, or flart like the wind} 
When his limbs are oppressed or his pinions confined ? 

Huzza, huzza. 6cc. 
For science and arts and fair freedom are yours. 

Unsheathed while the sword of oppression remains, 
And the blood of our lierocs still crimson the plains ; 
See America, w e ep ing , exhort each brave son, 
That their hearts, as tlieir glory, might always be one. 
'Tis the charter of freedom — attend to the call ; 
United we stand, but divided we fall. 

Huzza, huzza, &c. 
For patriots, and heroes, and virtue are yours. 

With sweetness and beauty thy daughters shall rise, 
With rose-blooming cheeks, and love-languiihing eye?, 


The graces and virtues solid comforts prepare, 
For heroes deserving the first of the fair. 
For to whom should the blessings of freedom descend, 
But the sons of those sires who dared freedom defend ? 
Huzza, huzza, brave America, 
Whom Freedom secures ; 
The high car of crest-biazing glory is yours. 


TO Liberty's enraptured sight, 

When first Columbia's region shone, 
She hailed it from her starry height, 

And smiling, claimed it as her own — 
,; Fair land,'" the goddess cried, " be free .' 

Soil of my choice ! to fame arise !" 
She spoke, and heaven's minstrelsy. 

Swelled the loud chorus through the skies : 
All hail, forever great and free, 
Columbia— laud of liberty. 

Columbia's genius heard the strain, 

And proudly raised his drooping crest ; 
His sons impatient filled the plain, 

While panted high each patriot's breast : 
Their fetters they indignant spurned, 

They waved their faulchions in the air, 
And where the goddess' altar burned. 

From kneeling warriors rose the prayer— 
To die be ours, if thou art free, 
Columbia— land of liberty ! 

War blew the clarion loud and long, 

Oppression led his legions on. 
To battle rushed the patriot throng, 

And soon the glorious day was won — 
Each bleeding freeman smiled in death ; 

Flying he saw his country's foes, 
And wafted by his latest breath, 

To heaven the cheerful psean rose — 
Content I die, for thou art free I 
Columbia —land of liberty. 

And shall we ever dim the fires, 
^ That flame on Freedom's hundred shrines ? 
Shall glory's children shame their sires ? 
Shall cowards spring from heroes' loins ? 


No — by the blood our fathers slad, 
O Freedom ! in thy holy cause. 
"When streaming from the martyred dead. 
It sealed and sanctified thy laws— 

We swear to keep thee great and free ! 
Columbia— land of Liberty. 


TO no monarch, no tyrant in robes will we sing, 
The pension-bought sounds from a heart of deceit ; 

Let love rive the h:»nnony. friendship the string, 
Bright joy strike tin- chord, and the Mutes repeat : 

CHORUS. — 'Tis the praise of Columbia awaken* the song. 

And the loud trump of fame shall re-echo the -.train , 
America's Freedom the theme shall prolong. 
And the world shall repeat it again and again. 

For oppression no altar, no temple, we raise,' 

Where the proud som of indolent power might rest ; 

Tis the God fas of freedom we honor and praise, 
Whole temple i^ found in each patriot's breast : 

CHORUS.— Then let tl»e praise of Columbia, &c. 

Independence we fought for. tliat blessing we gained, 
Trade, commerce, and plenty still aild to our store ; 

llit se plghtssharl by valor be ever retained. 
And peaOC, love, and fiifisliia still dwell on this shore : 

CHORUS.— Then in praise of Columbia, &c. 

May the true sons of freedom still form a proud band. 
And e'er guard the shore where bright liberty reigns ; 

May heaven in unity link heart and hand, 
And smile on the host that no slavery stains : 

CHORUS.— Then in praise of Columbia awaken the song, 

And the loud trump of fame shall re-echo the strain J 
America's Freedom the theme shall prolong,. 
And the world shaU repeat it again and again* 



OLD Homer .'—but what have we with him to do ? 
What are Grecians or Trojans to me or to you! 
Your heathenish heroes n© more I'll invoke ; 
Chioce spirits, assist me ; attend, hearts of oak. 

Perhaps my address you may premature think. 
Because I have mentioned no toast, as I drink ; 
There are many fine toasts ; but the best of them all, 
Is the toast of the times, my lads, Liberty Hall. 

This fine British building by Alfred was framed ; 
Its grand earner stone Magna Chaita was named ; 
Iwlependency came at Integrity's call, 
And reared the grand pillars of Liberty Hell. 

Independence our forefathers bought with their blood, 
And their sons and their sons' sons \\ill make their deeds gocd, 
By this title we stand ;. by this title we fall ; 
For lift is not life, out of Liberty Hall. 

See Columbia triumphant : her ships sweep the sea : 
Hex standard is Justice, her watch word, ''be free." 1 
Our congress is cliosen, our countrymen all. 
God bless them, and bless us. in Liberty Hull. 

O, where is this hall ? Lord Xorih fain would know ; 
'1 is neither at London, St. James's, Mr Ktw ; 
'Tis a palace of no mortal architect's ait, 
For Liberty Hall's an American's heart. 

NEW COLUMBIA— by h. blis?. 

WHEN Columbia arose from the wide-spreading flood, 
All alor.e from the isles and the nations she stood ; 
The voice of her Angel wr.s heard through her dime, 
And he sung this sweet strain in the morning of time : 
'* ColuirJAa, all hail ! happy world of the west ! 

maekraa thy climes— in thy station most blest \ 
Tho* the last on the map of the natiors to star.d, 
Thy fame shall be first, and the fairest thy land. 

Here the scenes which the future so bright shall unfold. 
The nations unborn shall with wonder behold ; 


For lo ! where the brute and the savage l»th roam. 
With towns and vast cities the desert shall bloom. 
O'er the Thrones of the Fast, hen- an Empire shall rise, 
Whose base shall be Freedom, and Glory the prise, 

A> linn as the ebains of thy mountains tube. 

Or thy bounds which the shores of two oceans decree. 

II re tyrants no longer mankind shall enslave, 
Nor pampt r the base on the spoils of the braver- 
The Genu of oppression shall struggle m vain. 
To tortun thy sons frith the lash and the chain : 
Nor !i<r< malt ambition more honored than God. 
Re m laureli and kingdoms from to. aim st and blood ; 
Its honor shall How from a source more refined, 
ie glory and welfare of millions combined* 

With a world in thyself, in thy soil and thy clime, 
meant of improvement mere ■vast and sublime ; 
On a scale more enlarged man's exist* nee thai! rise, 

\nd the faults of the p:;st make the future BOW Wise : — 

\c w laws and nev. systems more perfect shall crow, 
And plenty and peace like thy rivers shall flea ; 
, mad to distinction, ;>ll equal shall bad, 
Where virtue and talents ennoble mankind. 

While the groans of sad Eunpctn heard from afar, 
And the nations are wreck* d on the billows of war. 
And the fate of Uw ir slar< ■ by their tyrants decreed, 
By thousand! to toil, and by thousands to bleed : 

lii this lo ! tl*- sufferers shall eome. 

Wbt re the stranger shall find l>oth a refuge and home ; 

Hen- millions, mote blest, future apes shall see, 

independent and free* 

1 by heroes and sages, when freedom is l>orn, 
lake the stars without number thj States shall^dorn; 

As high as the Greek or the Roman's proud name, 
Barrvalled to shine in the temple of fame. 
oius, with science, united sliall soar. 
| Urns to unfold, and ntw fu Ids to explore ; 
As the aits in progression, advancing shall find 
The means to supply all the wants of mankind. 

With Union and Light, in sweet triumph to blend, 
Their freedom invaded, thy sons shall defend ; 
At th< ir voice so commanding, their foes shall be dumb, 
Botl; their tyrants abroad ana their traitors at horn i 
While virtue and knowledge, more strength sb II command 
Than their fleets on the teas, or their wails on the Jajwl, 
And ti.ine Eagle, the olive and quiver shall lxai', 
ji.. the Lka:s of Europe siiall roar in despair* 


H^re, the Gospel of Peace, more divinely displayed, 
No laws shall pervert, soxl no tyrant inyadc ; 
Nik its beauties expose to the infidels 1 hate* 
By uniting its powers with the compacts of State — 
Or enforcing belief in a merciful GOD, 
Through regions all streaming 1 wit* heretics" blood ! 
But a Gospel more pure, shall its votaries embrace, 
As free asth- air, to the whole human race. 

Nor less shall fair virtue its triumphs impart, 
And the laws of humanity flow from the heart ; 
Thy sons in the paths of true honor shall move, 
And thy daughters with beauty and innocence rove. 
In this world of the west, skill the nations be I 
In the annals of time, a new era unfold, 
Ail nature exults, now she points to its birth ! 
S:ill waiting to give a new Charter to Earth. 

COLUMBIA, all hail, happy world of the wes t ! 
Thy God shall protect thee, thy land shall be blest ; 
For a Phenix or empire, thy reign shall display, 
From the dust of old king torus, to blaze into day.*' 
Thus on high, from a cloud o'er the mountains that spread, 
With a rainbow of light that encircled his head, 
The voice of the Angel that bade thee ..rise. 
ftofhrinwd the decree, and flew hack to the skiee. 


KAIL! the first, the greatest blessing, 
God hath given 10 man below ; 
FnHom, Independence, 
Boundless, boundless may they flow .' 

Favored people. West Columbia, happy nation, 
: ever thine. 

Gi v e to God th : I pry, 

lis almighty hand, 

. 1 leted, 
Patriot heroes to this land ; 
Then a and howling, then a df 

asylum of the earth. 

like savage, 

Who armed the storm of battle, 


Tn t,>^ cloud of pillar stood? 

I Jehovah, 'twas Jthovuh. 'twas Jehovah, 
Universal nature's Lord. 

When a parent to the children, 

Scorpt'Jiix gave instead ofornatf, 
Who, ede m evil. 

Hungry bun v. ith pk-i ty M ? 

horab, ring Jehovah, shout Jehovah, 
I, praises be to him. 

lilted, firmly seated. 


s grateful millions 
Glory, '.rh-rv grot SB the* 

! ssingi £l 0I 7> C^ory, 
All the glory, Lord, be thi 


H hymning, 
: .spire. 
Rapture I jrts shouting, praises sounding, 

liail, they try, amen, amen. 


THE power that created the night and the day, 



r the rigmnev i 
rtal another ibi 

TJie same genial ray that the lilliei 
Give* th*- diamond its lustre, its. bright 
Tint which Eui 

...lean breast ' • fire. 

An j • Charter, &c. 

v the head be corrected proud c oul, 


And Nature"* gr-jat Charier. &c. 


May Freedom, whose rays we are taught to adore, 
Beam bright as the sun. and Mess every shore ; 
Nu Charter that pleads for the rights of mankind. _ 
To invest these with gold, those with fetters can bind. 

And Nature's great Charter, See. 


HAIL ! Liberty, supreme delight, 

Thou Idol of "the mind, 
Through every clime extend thy flight ; 

The world range uneonrined. 

CHORUS.— The virtues of the just and brave, 
Exist alone with 'thee ; 
Nature ne'er meant to form a slave, 
Her birth-right's liberty. 

Tho' all the tyrants in the world, 

Conspire to crush thy fame, 
Still shall thy banners be unfurled ; 

Eternal be'thy name. 

The virtues of the just, &c. 

Then let the world in one great band, 

Of glorious unity, 
Drive desnotism from each land ; 

Or die for liberty. 

The virtues of the just, See. 

Columbia, how blest art thou, 

Free from tyrannic sway ! 
Assert thy rights, thy law s avow, 

Drive discord far away. 

The virtues of the just, gec* 

And may'st thou to the end of time, 

A sweet assylum be, 
To patriots of every clime, 

Who sigh for liberty. 

CHORUS.— The virtues of the just and Irave, 
Exist alone with thee ; 
Nature ne'er meant to form a slave, 
Her birth-right's liberty. 

C 2 



SAYS Plato, why should man be vain. 
Since bounteous heaven has made him great ? 

Why look with insolent disdain 
On those n d bcLod w ith wraith and state ? 

Can costly robes or beds of down, 
Or all the gems that deck the fair, 

Can all the glories of a crow n, 

Give health, or ease the brow of care? 

Thesceptered king, or burdened slave, 

The humble and the haught) die ; 
The rich, the poor ; the base, tlte brave, 
In dust w ithout distinction lie. 

Go search the tombs where monarch* rest, 
Who one*- the imat. t title s wore ; 

Of wealth and glory now bj . 
And all their honors are no more. 

So through the air the meteor flies. 
And spreads along his gilded train. 

"When shot, 'tis gone, its beauty dies, 
Dissolved to common air again. 


I ENVY not the proud their wealth, 

'I heir equipage and state ; 
Give me but innocence and health, 

I ask not to be great. 

I in this tweet retirement find 

A joy unknown to kings ; 
For sceptres to a virtuous mind 

Seem vain and empty things. 

Great Cincinnatus at his plough 

With blighter ltistce shone, 
Than guilty Caesar e'er could show, 

Though seated on a throne. 

Tumultuous days, and restless nights, 
Ambition ever knows ; 


A stranger to the calm delights, 
Of study and repose. 

Then free from envy, care, and strife, 
Keep me, ye powers divine ! 

And pleased," when ye demand my life, 
May I that life resign .' 



BLOW, blow, ye breezes, o'er the western main, 
And bear the lingering vessel from the shore, 

The shore beloved ! beloved, alas ! in vain, 
"Which these dim eyes, through tears, e'en yet explore. 

Deai* to the patriot is his native land, 

Bound to each feeling are his native hills ; 

Yet. when he flies them for a foreign strand, 
Dire are his wrongs, and heavy are his ills. 

Why hailed our fathers Caledonia's clime? 

And why preferred the horrors of the North ? 
Wise was their choice ! for freedom stalked sublime, 

On Clyde's gay borders, and the banks of Forth. 

Sweet is the gale from Idumea's groves, 
Lovely the vale where proud Damascus towers ; 

Yet there in blood-stained steel, the t yrant roves, 
And just equality and right o'erpowers. 

Should Xature act the despot in the soil. 

Rage in the tempest, madden in the wave ?— 
And should brief man in imitation boil, 

Where shall humanity her children save ? 

Blest be the chiefs of Massachusetts' Bay, 
Who reared the standard of the Rights of Mao, 

Who in thedesart pointed out the way 
Where free-born minds might live on freedom's plan. 

Hither, ye youths of Europe, let us roam, 

Found" the proud city by Oliio's wave ; 
Where Freedom is, there is the patriot's home ; 

Where Freedom is, thtre, also, dwell the brave. 



FAREWEL, to my country, a lasting frlC w U ? 

Sweet scents of my childhood, forever adieu ! 
Now hid from my sight is the flower) dell, 

And now the dear cabin recedes from my view ; 

Thy murmuring streams no more breathe on mine ear ; 

Thy wild Wit nig wood*, too. are lost to my sight, 
Sweet g* m of the world, I drop the sad tear. 

Asafarewel to ERIN, dear land of delight. 

Sweet days tliat are past, how ye come o'er my soul I 

Ye chill my warm blood, as the sad i 
Though time shakes hissand aid wMe waters roll. 

Nor distant'* •, nor reasons, those scenes shall efface ; 

Brave, brave were thy sons, unshaken by fear ; 
Aaiblooninc thy undent 1* my nnriMtd sight. 

M world ! I drop the sad tear, 
To Erin, dear Erin ! the land of d. light. 

The tempest arose, and the ravaerer came. 

Thy streams stained with blood revealed the sad tale! 

Thy wild-waving woods WCB shroud*-d with flame, 
And tl»e ht !1 -hounds of war descended the vak ; 

Oh ! my mother, my sister, ray Kathleen so dear. 
Can I think without madness on that horrid night • 

To vour sltades ye beloved ones. I drop the sad tear, 
Aid toERIN,dear ERIN ! the land of dj 


u Where Liberty dv.el!s. there is my country/'' 

THOUGH sacred the flame which our country enkindlt- 

In every fond h*-art that for liberty glows ; 
Yetoold is that breast where uncherished it dwindles, 

And sad the effect which from apathy flows : 
O thou that wert born in the cot 01 the peasant, 

But diest of languor in luxury's dome, 
Whose magic can make e'en the wilderness pleasant. 

Where thou art, O Liberty .' there is my home. 

How blest is the land that can boast independence. 

The race who the charter of Freedom have gained ! 
Whose fathers bequeathed it. ai.d bid tb^-ir descendants, 

Inherit the legacy pure and unstained] 


That land is Columbia's supremely blest region, 

Where Freedom's bngbt easie o'er-shadows her dome. 

To watch o'er her rights, and protect her religion- 
Hail, Temple of Liberty 1 thou ait my home. 


Tune. Gen. W 

WHEN liberty's standard Ctlumhia raised high, 

• i valor astonished the v. orld. 

• of HiDcniia. loud shouted for joy, 
And the ensigns of freedom unfurled ; 

The wish of each heart was " Columbia be fret! 
Let tyrants ne'er sully thy fame, 
May thy sons ever joy under liberty's tree, 
Aiid ail mankind stiil honor thy nai 

Each heart beat to arms, and the roh'.meer corps 
Heard the sound, and appeared on parade ', 
Such a sight Ireland's genius ne'er witnessed before, 
And yet still on her harp, thus she played ; 
H The wish of each heart befiee ■ 

Let tyrants ne'er sully thy fame, 
May thy sons ever joy under liberty's tree, 
And all' mankind stili honor thy name." 

The silver-toned instrument pealed such a choir, 
That old ocean leaped back with surprize.' 
The rocks rolled it high from the far sounding shore, 
So the echo dtfillentei 
Ei raptured , thi . ed the strain, 

M Columbia shall erer 

The world end .. honor thy na??:e, 

Aud thy ibu nourish liberty 's 

The genius sang on : w See my sons o'er the wave?, 
Raise :: 

TheyVe vowed that Columbians ne r er shall be slaves, 
vnt man alive in tkefeld; 
through my heart, great Columbia is free I 

- blood, they have planted the liberty tree, 
With their blood, they will nourish the same/ 5 



Tune. Patrick's day in the morning. 

YE Sons of Hibernia who fled from oppression, 

And found an assy I um in this happy lainl ; 
Remember the wrongs and woes p;M expression 

Inflicted by George's tyrannical band. 
Behold now the day of sweet vengeance approaches, 

When marshal hd in warlike array we'll advance, 
With the sons of Columbia united and Steady, 

To charge the proud foe we \v ill alw ays be ready. 

And tyrants defy night and morning. 

When tyranny, terror, and sad desolation, 

Overwhelmed like a torrent the seats cfthe brave. 
And the blood-hounds of Britain spread Wide d e vast a tlOPj 

An 1 Erin's true una found a premature grave ; 
Then the Goddess of Liberty, touched with compassion, 
Im it ! ber votaries aver the main, 

of Columbia, where freedom so charming, 
Our hearts still delighting, our bosoms still w a rmi ng, 
Shall gladden the scene night and , 

Fit the boon we'll be grateful ami foremost in battle, 

'» minions of Britain 
Whei and and wbj n tttle, 

i sons we'll ru .li and undaunted adi 
la's n ilds or the plains of <\ 
n'a wide bosom or Fl 
We Will . 

Defending our rights we shall e'< r bevictorsous, 

All da . tve uight and morning. 

Our triumph completed the prospect will brighten, 

I spread aiai enlij 

Philanthropy's friends shall enjoy sweet r 
United and free and all tyra 

Equal rights, equal laws we'll preserve as ox r boost; 
Our well-earned lib ity alwa; 

And still with the pri 

Fair Freedom's support and adorning. 



THE tuneful bird, from freedom torn, 
With silent throat and crest forlorn. 
Meets each return of glowing day ; 
Tho' wires of gold tewing* confine. 
And round enticing splendors shine, 
Ah ! still content is far away. 

Let generous hands unclose the gate, 
Again with song and crest elate, 
ft the mtrry warbler flies : 
Arid as thro' yielding air it scars, 
New strains of grateful rapture pours, 
A hymn to freedom and the skies. 


MY friend is the man I'll copy thro' life, 
He harbors no envy, he causes no strife ; 
No murmurs escape him though fortune bears hard — 
Content is his portion, and peace his reward. 
Stiil happy in his station, 
He minds his occupation, 
Nur knows the cares. 
Nor heeds the snare?. 
Which vice and folly bring, 
Daily working wearily, 
Nightly singing cheerily, 
Dear to him his wife his home, 
His Country's dear to him. 

His heart is enlarged though his income is scant, 
He lessen! that little tor othtrs that want : 

■ is children's dear claims on his industry pre$5, 
He has something to spare to the child of distress'. 
He seeks no idle squabble. 
He joins no thoughtless rabble, 
To clear his way 
From day to day • 
His honest views extends. 

When he smiles 'tis cheerily, 
When he speaks 'tis merrily ; 
Dear to him his sport, his toil, 
His honor and his friend. 


How happy to find in his humble retreat, 
That bliss so much sought, so unknown to the great r $ 
The wife only anxious her fondness taprevt. 
And playful endearments of infiftkclove. 
Relaxing from his labors 
Amidst his welcome neighbors, 
With plain regale, 
With jest and tale, 
The happy farmer see. 

No vain schemes confounding him, 
All his joys surrounding him ; 
Dear to him his native home, 
Its laws and LIBERTY. 


Written during Captivity at Tripoli, 
WHEN the sweet smiling moon rolls her orb through the sky. 
And the white clouds are flying afar, 
I rove 

Through the grove, 
While no danger is nigh, 
And with pensiveness utter a heart-broken sigh, 
As I think on the horrors of war. 

O'er the earth hostile armies in battle around, 

Spread destruction and carnage afar, 

While blood, 

Like a flood, 

Flows with crimson the ground, 

And the groans of the dying unnumbered around, 

Oh ! the horrors of merciless war ! 

Heaven hasten the time when the battle shall cease, 
And dread terror be banished afar, 
Wlien love, 
Like a dove, 
With the emblems of peace, 
Shall return to the ark, and all wretchedness cease, * 
Whioh embitters the horrors of war. 

Then the vulture despair, shall from misery fly, 

And no ill-omened grief-bearing star, 
Shall keep 
Gentle sleep, 
From the fatherless eye, 
Nor disturb the repose of the brave with a sigh. 

For the wide- wasting horrors of war. 



NO peerage we covet, no sceptres desire, 

Nor gewgaws that garnish a throne ; 
For Liberty loves on her own native lyre, 

To celtbrate sons of her own. 

And always with rapture, his virtue she sings, 

And exults on the mom of his birth, 
Who shakes every throne of despotical kings, 

And gives a- new lesson to earth. 

O widely diffuse it, ye winds, as ye blow, 

wa<t it, ye waves, that they fan, 

For the choicest of gifts that the God can bestow 
Is the blessing of Freedom to man. 

Oh ! WASHINGTON, hail ! whom the breath of pure fame 

With praises more sweet shall perfume, 
Than ever embalmed or exalted a name, 

In Macedon, Athens, or Rome. 

For Freedom, say what did that foe of the Greek, 

Alexander, that hero admired ? 
Let the foes, or the friends, whom he massacred speak-, 

Or the beautiful city he tired. 

Ye unfettered freemen, examine each deed 

That made him renowned or adored ; 
Then mention what race by his valor was freed, 

Or blessed by his sceptre or sword ? 

Did conquering Caesar Rome's senate obey ? 

Did his legions disperse at a word ? 
Did be halt or retire from a summit of sway, 

1 hat saving his country conferred ? 

Then, WASHINGTON, hail ! whom the breath of pwre fame 

With praises more sweet shall perfume, 
Than ever embalmed or exalted a name, 

In Macedon, Athens, or Rome. 

Did Athens, did Sparta, one hero produce. 

To extinguish their feuds by lus mind ? 
Or prove to the free the pre-eminent use 

Of union to them, and mankind ? 

Ah, no ! if the wise but one patriot adept, 
One Leader like our's bad enjoyed, 


No lover of Science or Freedom had wept, 
For Science and Freedom destroyed. 

Then, WASHINGTON, hail ! whom the breath of pure fame 

With praises more sweet shall perfume, 
Than ever embalmed or exalted a niune, 

In Macedon, Athens, or Rome. 



Tune. The Dauphin* 

CROWNED with auspicious light, 

Columbia's Eagle rise ; 
Thine emblems bless our sight, 
Thine honors greet our eyes. 
Nations admire thy rising dawn, 

And shall salute thy day ; 
While generations yet unborn, 
Receive the genial ray. 

CHORUS.— An empire's born, let cannons roar, 
Bid echo rend the sky ; 
Let every heart adore, 
High Heaven, our great ally. 

Illustrious era, hail— 

Thy stars in union grow, 
Opposing mists dispel, 
And with fresh splendor glow. 
Thy glories burst upon the gloom, 

Where darkness dragged her chain ; 
The sons of cruelty and death, 
Shall own thy .gentle reign. 

An empire's born,*&o« 

Let joy our liearts engage, 

Let foul contention cease ; 
Exchange for jealous rage, 

The enrapturing smile of peace. 
No human genius e'er devised 

A federal plan more pure ; 
Wisdom and strength, and freedom guard, 
Columbia's rights secure. 

An empire's born, &e. 

Now fame exeat your powers, 

Your silver trumpet raise : 
Still Washington is ours, 

Through earth proclaim his praise. 


He once in crimson fields of blood, 

Forbade us to be slaves ; 
And now with an illustrious hand 

Again his country saves. 

An empire's born, &c. 

Discord aghast shall frown, 
Science her temple rear ; 
Labor ensure her crown, 
And useful arts appear. 
Then bend your spears to pruning hooks, ' 

Break up the generous soil, 
While fruits of plenty round the land, 
Reward the reaper's toil. 

An empire's born, &c. 

Commerce, your sails display, 

While agriculture sings : 
Where late the bramble lay, 
The rose of beauty springs. 
Union shall glad revolving years t 

No paitial view remain ; 

Justice aloft advance her scale, 

And public virtue reign. 

An empire's born, Sec. 


COME muster, my lads, your mechanical tools, 1 
Your saws and your axes, your hammers and rules ; 
Bring your mallets and planes, your level and line, 
And plenty of pins of American pine. 
For our roof we will raise, and our song still shall be, 
A government firm, and our Citizens free. 

Come, up with the plates, lay them firm on the wall, 
Like the peopleat large, they're the ground-work of all ; 
Examine them well, and see that they're sound, 
Let no rotten parts in our building be found ; 
For our roof we w ill raise, and our song still shall be, 
Our government firm, and our Citizens free. 

Now hand up the girders, lay each in his place, 
Between them the joists must divide all the space ; 


Like assembly-men, these should lie level along, 
Like girders, our senate prove loyal and strong: 

For our roof we will raise, and our song still shall be, 

A government firm, over citizens free. 

The rafters now frame, your king-posts and braces, 
And drive your pins home to keep all in their places ; 
Let wisdom and strength in the fabric combine, 
And your pins be all made of American pine : 

For the roof we will raise, and our song still shall he, 

A government firm, over citizens free. 

Oar king-posts are judges— now upright they stand, 
Supporting the braces, the laws of the land ; 
The laws of the land which divide right from wrong, 
And strengihen the weak, by weakening the strong. 
For our roof we will raise, and our song still shall be, 
Laws equal and just, for a People tliat's free. 

Lo ! up with the rafters— each frame is a state ! 
How noble they rise ! their span, too, how great ! 
From the north to the south, o'er the whole they extend, 
A -,;d rest on the walls, while the walls they defend i 
For our roof we will raise, and our song still shall be, 
Combined in strength v yet as citizens free. 

Now enter the purlins, and drive your pins through, 
And see that your joints are drawn home, and all true ; 
The purlins will bind all the rafters together, 
The strength of the whole shall defy wind and weather ; 

For our roof we will raise, and our song stiil shall be, 

United as States, but as Citizens free. 

Come, raise up the turret, our glory and pride : 
In the centre it stands, o'er the whole to pr< side ; 
The sons of Columbia shall view with delight 
Its pillars and arches, and towering height ; 

Our roof is now raised, and our song, still shall be, 

A federal Head, o'er a people still (nx. 

Huzza ! my brave boys, our work is complete, 
The world shall admire Columbia's fair seat ; 
Its strength against tempest and time shall be proof. 
And thousands shall come to dwell under our Roof. 
Whilst we drain the deep bowl, our toast still shall be, 
Our Government firm, and our Citizens free, 


Wife. Children and Friends. 


If the stock of our bliss is in stranger hands vested, 
The fund ill-secured oft in bankruptcy ends ; 

But the heart issues bills which are never protested, 
When drawn on the firm of— wife, children and friends. 

Tho' spice-breathing gales o'er his caravan hover, 
And around him Arabia's whole fragrance descends, 

The merchant still thinks of the woodbines that cover 
The bower where he sat with — wife, children and friends. 

Tho' valor still glows in his life's dying embers, 
The death- wounded tar, who his colors defends, 

Drops a tear of regret, a3 he dying remembers, 
How blest was his home, with— wife, children and friends. 

The day-spring of youth, still unclouded by sorrow, 

Alone on itself for enjoyment depends : 
But drear is the twilight of age if it borrow 

No warmth from the smiles of— wife, children and friends, 

INDEPENDENCE by j. h. pkice, 

IN the volume of fate, as the book was unfolded, 
Long ages before the creation ; 
Twelve letters of gold on its pages were writ, 
Which predicted the birth of a nation. 

^ CHORUS, to be repeated after each verse. 
Here's a sigh for our heroes who perished in glory, 
And a song for our statesman immortal in story ; 
Here's a health to each friend that loves soeial communion^ 
And a health to the sage who presides o'er the Union. 

" Unsullied by faction and lasting as time, 
" Let tlie empire of freedom extend ; 
K Till it circle each region— enliven each clime, 
" And peace with mild liberty blend." 

Thus spake the Almighty, the fiat went forth, 
Mid joyous and loud acclamations ; 
Columbia awoke, she asserted her birth, 
And rose to a seat with the nations. 

D % 


Ht r freedom atehievcd, and conquered her foes, 
As the standard of triumph unfurled ; 
V.* splendent with brightness, her day-star arose, 
And its lustre blazed forth ontlie world. 

Columbia's mild g.mius stood firm on the strand, 
.A i Ik. trod the rough sea-b< aten shove ; 
' f 'he ipear and the olin -branch waved in his hand, 
I he emblemi of peace and of war. 

On the foaming Atlantic he darted a look, 
And the fhish of his eye was severe ; 
He stamp ed — a nd the wavts of old Ocean were shook, 
He frowned, and the sky dropped a tear. 

For he saw with regret a piratical band, 
Usui]} father Neptuni '« domain ; 
The trident was matched from the grasp of his hand. 
And his surges were marked with a stain. 

" 0,my country/' he cried, as he lifted his spear, 
14 Ere thy race of existence is run, 
** The triad millions of Europe thy laws shall revere, 
"And warm in the glow of thy sun. 

u Be thine the mild era of reason and truth, 
" Thine empire exalted and free ; 
" And oh ! may the angel who nourished in youth, 
M In age guard thy liberty tree. 

* k Blow, blow, ye soft breezes ! ye zephyrs awake ! 
¥ And ye storm* round the herrri sphere hurled, 
44 Conspire with the roar of the whirlwind to make 
11 Columbia the pride of the world. 

" Let firrthermnst India her luxuries send— 
■ Her tribute let Africa roll ; 

M And the wide-waving wings of thy commerce extend, 
" Till they darken the snows of the Pole." 

He ceased— and the canvass swung loose in the gale ; 
The sheet o'er the billow wasspreatl ; 
And the winds w ith their music breathed fall in the sail, 
"When the cloud-bearing tempest had fled. 

The t yrants no more of the ocean and land, 
Columbia's fr*.e sons shall enslave; 
Secure on their own native soil shall they stand, 
Or tide in tlie fuuin of the wave. 


In the firm, stately ark which our forefathers reared, 
We fear IK) disastrous presages ; 
Our charter protected— our rights unimpaired, 
Shall descend to remotest of ages. 

"When the spirit of freedom in vengeance shall rush. 
And crumble proud empires to dust ; 
Undismayed -and serene mid the horrible crush. 
In the arm of JEHOVAH we'll trust. 

And when swift descending to regions of sorrow, 
Their tyrants shall shrink in dismay ; 
The lamp that still guides us will guide us to-morrow. 
And shine full as bright as to-day. 

We will follow fair freedom wherever she goes— 
And, led by the light of htr star, 
In the lap of the goddess securely repose, 
From the wide-wasting horrors of war. 

'Till TIME from his glass the last sand shall have shaken- 
And reaching his goal in the west ; 
By Eternity's dark rolling tide overtaken, 
He sinks in its ocean to rest. 


Time. Adams and Liberty, 

COLUMBIANS arise ! let the camion resound ! 

Let that day lie marked with joy's noblest expression, 
"When Liberty's Sons did her Standard surround, 
Determined their Rights to secure from oppression : 
Their Freedom to shield, 
They remained on the field, 
Till tlteir foes were compelled to their valor to yield. 
Then let us. assembled, with one voice proclaim, 
We ne'er will dishonor our Ancestors' Name. 

Should our Empire extend from- the Line to the Pole, 

On the Eist and the West, know no bounds but the Ocean, 
May one bond of Union encircle the whole, 
May we ne'er be distracted by civil commotion : 
While in one cause we join, 
Though all Europe combine, 
Our glory will ever triumphantly shine. 

Then let us, assembled, 8cc> 


Though Party the flood-gates of Anarchy ope, 

And with torrents of passion threaten wide desolation ; 
May our free Constitution, the Ark of our hope, 
An Ararat find in the sense of the Nation : 
Let our Enemies learn, 
Their devices we spurn, 
With a heart to maintain we've the mind to discern. 
Then let us, assembled, &c. 

Down the swift stream of time, as our Fathers descend, 

To their Sons they resign the glorious commission, 
The Rights of their country, and her Laws to defend, 
From foreign invasion, - and factious division : 
While united we stand, 
In defence of our Land, 
No foe but will dread to encounter our band. 

Then let us, assembled, with one voice proclaim 
We ne'er will dishonor our Ancestors' Name. 



Tune. "President's March." 

HAIL Columbia ! happy land ! 
Hail ye heroes ! Heaven born band ! 
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, 
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, 
And when the storm of war was gone, 
Enjoyed the peace your valor won.' 
Let independence be our boast, 
Ever mindful what it cost ; 
Ever grateful for the prize, 
Let its altar reach the skies. 

CHORUS. Firm-united-let us be, 

Rallying round our liberty 5 
As a band of brothers joined, 
Peace and safety we shall find. 

Immortal Patriots ! rise once more, 
Defend your rights, defend your shore ;- 

Let no rude Toe with impious hand, * 

Let no rude foe with impious hand, 
Invade the shrine where sacred lies, 
Of toil and blood the well-earned prisse. 


While, offering peace sincere and just, 
In Heaven we place a manly trust, 
That truth and justice will prevail, 
And every scheme of bondage fail. 

Firm— united, 8tc. 

Sound, sound, the trump of fame ! 

Let WASHINGTON'S great name, 

. Ring thro' the world with loud applause, 

Ring thro' the world with loud applause, 
Let every cliine to freedom dear, 
Listen with a joyful ear. 

With equal skill, and god-like power, 

He governed in the fearful hour 

Of horrid war ; or guides with ease, 

The happier times of honest peace. 

Firm— united, &c. 

Behold the Chief who now commands, 
Once more to serve his country stands — 

The Pock on which the storm will beat, 

The rock on which the storm will beat, 
Rut armed in virtue firm and true, 
His hopes are fixed on Heaven and You. 

When hope was sinking in dismay, 

And gloom's obscured Columbia's day. 

His steady mind from changes free, ' 

Resolved on Death or Liberty. 

CHORUS. Firm— united— let us be, 

Rallying round our liberty ; 
As a band of brothers joined, 
Peace and safety we shall find. 


" LO I I quit my native skies— 
To arms ! my patriot sons arise, 

Guard your freedom, rights and fame ; 

Guard your freedom, rights and fame j 
Preserve the clime your fathers gave ; 
Heaven's sec red boon from villains save— 

Lest. such daring impious foes, 

Your grandeur in oblivion close— 
Your viriu", wisdom, worth decline, 
And gasp, convulsed at freedom's shrine. 


Ri*e ! my ions, to arm* arise ! 
Guard your heaven-descended prize": 

.rope and to BM — 
Columbia's turn are brave and J: 

We hear, blest shade, your warning 1 

j >ir choice — 
. rated, hnn and 
"With r.rni and free, 

The ■and b»o your valor vw.n, 
Shall w ii patriot son : 

And glowing HitbilRgl . 

country, right > and lav.?— 
rmofworidi our ami \»ill brave, 
Or rink 

Lo ! to ami* your «ons ai 

Till I i*r grave. 

44 Worthy sow ofglc- 


• ad— 
Vher, imniurtal pati 

<Kof ftuse, 
In hi 

i the heaven's 

'in ; 

Illu>rrious shade. 


iht-t Wt m 1 , 

Aid, I.- 

And. i 



And ■ 


i the dark- 

'I U^ tocencn to each pole, 

sounds <hxll constant roll — 
lureet freedom, si?t divine. — 


To J Utrn Deathw L 


RISE COLUMBIA — by. b. t. pai>e, 

"When first the Sun, o'er Ocean glowed, 
And earth unveiled her virgin breast, 
Supreme raid Nature's vast abode, 
"Was heard the Almighty's dread behest, 

Rise Columbia, Columbia brave and free, 
Poize the globe and bound the sea. 

. In darkness wrapped, with fetters chained, 
Will ages grope, debased and blind, 
With blocd the human hand be stained— 
With nrant power, the human mind. 
Rise Columbia, £cc. 

But. lo ! across the Atlantic floods, 

The star-directed pilgrim sails ; 
See ! felled by Commerce, float thy woods ; 

And clothed by Ceres, wave thy vales ! 
Rise Columbia. Sec. 

In vain shall throne?, in aims combined, 

The sacred rights I gave, oppose : 
In thee, the assyhim of lnankmd. 

Shall welcome nations find repose. 

Rise Columbia, &.c. • 

Nor vet, though skilled, delight in arm& V-j. . 

PEACE and her offspring AR IS, bp tnlnfc: 
The face of freedom scarce EaseharnM 

When, on her dimples shjne. 
Rise Columbia, Sec. 

While Fame, for thee ; her wreath entwine?. 

To BLESS, thv nobler triumphs prove ; 
And though the EAGLE haunts thy PINES, 

Beneath thy WILLOWS shield the DOVE. 
Rise Columbia, £cc. 

When bolts the flame, or whelms the wave, 

Be tliiue. to rule the wayward hour — 
Bid DEATH unbar the watery grave, 

And VULCAN yield to NEPTUNE's p. 
Rise Columbia, &e. 

Revered in arms, in peace humane — 

No shore, nor realm shall bound thy sway, 
While all the virtues own thy reign,* 
And subject elements obey" ! 

Rise Colombia, brave and free, 
» the Gk>be. and rule the sea I 

• T 



HAII S Independence, hail, 

Bririn ompring of tl»c riusi ! 
Behold d 

•born million ri« and 
Their fairtbHrirhti to mair* 

1«. ilnii- DO lyunt I tliain ; 

CHORUS. "TU Iredbartdajr, let million! 

To l n edom'i Hai dard fly, 
(jinx COLI MB! \ 

l'\l rS— LIVE FR&E-OB DII 

; [i .i\- ;i, 

phamij unfurled ; 

,1 the world ! 

' I i, Fro dom's day, .^c. 

But lo ! 

bydra t< n i, 

And iwtlli tin. trump of war ! 

' 1 is ] . &c. 

a nred fr^^r. 

arm ; 

rude alarm. 
Around fair Freedom*! altar throng, 

like your Fath 

' I i- . . &c. 

Hail \V;-iHjn*s Minted Clot f, 
ritual son, 
maj iliov lauix U bloom, 
J h\ roatthje* valor «oi« ; 


And may thy grateful country long, 

Revere thy deathless name. 
And with thy well-earned praises swell, 

The eternal trump of Fame ! 

J Tis Freedom's day, &c. 

Hail, Independence, hail ! 

Columbia's proudest boast ! 
Ne'er shall thy sons forget, 

The price thy blessings cost. 
Long may our youth undaunted stand, 

To stem Oppression's flood ; 
To guard our country's sacred rights, 
And seal it with their blood. 
CHORUS.— 'Tis Freedom's day, let millions rise, 
To Freedom's standard fly, 
Obey COLUMBIA'S call, 


XO glory I covet, no riches I want , 

Ambition is nothing to me ; 
The one thing t beg of kind Heaven to grant, 

Is a mind independent and free. 

With passions unruffled, untainted with pride, 

By reason my life let me square ; 
The wants of my nature are cheaply supplied, 

And the rest are but folly and care. 

The blessings which Providence freely has lent, 

I'll justly and gratefully prize ; 
Whilst sweet meditation, and cheerful content, 

Sliall make me both healthful and wise. 

In the pleasures the great man's possessions display, 

Unenvied I'll cliallenge my part : 
For every fair object my eyes can survey 

Contributes to gladden my heart. 

How vainly, through infinite trouble and strife, 

The many their labors employ ! 
Since all that is truly delightful in life 

Is what all, if they please, may enjoy. 



ATTENTION pray rive while of hobbies I sing ; 
For each lias hi, bobby, Irani eobfc r t 

On somt fav,.rit.- hubby We ill get astride, 

Atxl wbtn wt'ix one*- mounted, rull gallop weridet 

All on hobbies, all on hoi : i 

All on bobbi« s, gee up, ami gee O. 

Some hobbies are restive, and bard for to . 

• oar v.ivfs they're k> eurwdly stubborn, 
' scobU i> tii* it bushan 
Ai.d the hobby oflaw>ers is plenu . 

All on hobbies, &c. 

•••nux. those iwi 

rrous pooltieei tied round tn • 
And the] think in the ton and tin tippj they Ye di 
.»: t.'j y'vt hteeehetthst reach froni tneknaei to the breast. 

All on hobbies, kc. 

Tbehobbv of sailors, when saf«- moond in j>oi-t. 

I wives and with iweetheartt, 10 b \ and to sport; 
When our navy's completed. th< ir hobby i !ia!l be, 

hew the whale world tint Ann 
All on aobbe 

The hobby of soldiers in time of great wars. 

aches and battles, with blood, wounds and scars ; 
B it in peace you'll observe that quite different their trade is, 
The bobby of soldiers, in pence, is the ladies. 
All on bobbies. &.c. 

The ladies, sweet creatures ! yes they now and then, 
Get astrkle of their liobbies. too. just like th- 
With smiles and with simpers beguil- 
And we gallop, trot, m 

All on hobhies, cScc. 

The Americans' hobby has long since been known : 
No tyrant or king shall from them have a throne : 
Their states are united— and let it be said, 
Their hobby is Liberty, peace, and free trade. 

All on hobbies, all on hobbies, 
A.) oo>hobbifcs, £«e up. and ^re*- O. 



When north winds nge, and tempests howl, 
And great folks on misfortunes scowl, 
How sweet, remote from busy life, 
To press thv children and thy wife. 

Secure at borne. 

"When merit meets a thousand cares, 
And vice a pleasing semblance wears, 
Wouldst thou her barbed dart elude ? 
Fly to the bosom of the good, 

And cherish home. 

When evening's dewy ?*ar ascends, 
Then with a few but real fii 

thy fleeting moments 
Bounteous thy board, thy guest oonl 

Then welcome home ! 

Should sorrow's child thy prteir?ts trend, 
'Tis thine to raise his ;'. 
: i _. " 

His heart, with grateful warmth shall glow, 
Ami bless thy home ! 

Alas ! unnumbered ills I view ; 
Thy heart ihall beat and sicken too ; 
. and want, and anguish lie ; 
Hark ! 'tis the widow's — orphan's cry ! 

They have no home I 

Should war'; shrill trompet strike thine ear, 
remote from pride or fear, 
Honor unsheathes thy shining sword, 
To conquer or to die ! the i ' 

Protect thy home .' 

• children shall receive 
lee a recipe to live : 

- ;.ixl their deeds arise 
led fragrance to the skies. 

Their native home ! 

When age has frosted every hair, 
And loosened ties remove thv' care. 
Then when the veil is half withdrawn, 
Pleased skalt thou hail the rising morn, * 

Thy last bright home ! 



TS mav sing of their Helicon streams, 
Tbtirgods ai^f their heroes are fabulous dream*, 

Halt so (2Tv.'»d. so divine, 
As the glurif 

^ EKAL CON i 1 1 1 L TION, boys, & LIBERTY furever of our choice, presides at thei^lm ; 

)ytrti a:;Chor"s sure, 

% to the toast 
MM boast, 

• • 

navigation, commerce and I 
S no foe be a-' 
.» nee and our i 
Ian irurird our coast, 
And h . 
The Fidira! Constitution, tiu-c a:. 

Mo n tgomery, and Warren, still live in our songs ; 
LnVe tL rungt : 

The Fed I its advocates forever. 

When an enemy threats all party shall cease, 

II scorn 
I s to suborn ; 
- ■ . 

The Federal Constitution, and intcg 

T ; raise, 

And tiitie grant a fur! 

ind his head ; 
m Loast 
i name, sach a toast. 
The Federal Constitution, boys, and WASHINGTON forever. 



- innje of tyrannical power. 
The nations of EUROPE complain ; 
And Pii!;?.^. and Prelates, and Placemen devour 
Wiiat Industry toils to obtain :— 

Bv Ignorance. Indolence. Slavery, depressed, 

ASIA and AFRICA mourn ; 
Where the lamp that illumines the rational brea-t, 
Is dimly discovered to burn : 

H- r Sous to protect. wkkis the wide- waving 
Willi wisdom our Government guides. 

No Monarch his millions here annually spends, 

By the sweat of his subjects obtained ; 
Nur gives to his favorites, flatterers, and friend", 

"What Labor has honestly gained. 

To support our free system of Government, all 

Their proportion with cheerfulness pay ; 
Or does, on our purses, necessity call, 

Her mandates we promptly obey. 

No Armies of Hirelings our country o'erspread. 

At once to oppress and despoil :— 
As he ear?:?, every Citizen ?ats his own bready 

reeds on the fruits of his tuil. 

No priviledged Ckrgv our property seize, 
To sate their extortionate thirst :— 

md withhold when and whate'er we plea?e ; 
Adjudging to each wliat is just. 

Wide over our fields wave ri^h oceans of Grain ; 

Our meadows with Provender teem ; 
The fall horn of PLENTY is poured^ on the] 

And PEACE dteds abroad her bright beam. 

COLUMBIANS I bow West is vcr.r lot in this life, 
By the goodness of PROVIDENCE given ; 
Me frutn injustice, corruption, and strife, 
To enjoy all the bounties of heaven. 

How blissful, compared with the sorrowful fate 
Of f'ue rest of this sublunar globe ; 
K 2 


Where the wounds which Oppression inflicts on the state 
Are too deep and loo deadly to probe. 

"Whileour bosom9 expand with emotions of joy, 

For tbeie fours so Freely W-stowed ; 
Lei each bent hymni of gratitude offer on high 

To our good and benefieent GOD. 

And let all who love LIBERTY firmly unite, 

To preserve it unsullied and pure ; 
To protect from infraction each rational right, 

And bus to Oppression the door. 

O. let not Corruption enfeeble 3 our hands, 
On n hich FREEDOM must ban for defence ; 

Nor Distention dissolve your reciprocal bands, 
Whatever her specious pretence. 

&Ul by Virtue transmit to your SONS unimpaired, 
What your SIRES by their Valor obtained ; 

From the fraud of your Foes those immunities guard, 
Which b) force were so happily gained. 

Umud and Virtuous, your Empire shall 6tand, 

The calory ami pride of the World, 
Till Time from hisglass shall shake out the last sand, 
And Eternity's flag be unfurld. 

But should luxury, vice, and contention arise, 
Ai»d your manners ai»d moral* deprave, 

ibric 01 Freedom, winch now towers to the sk 
Must tumble in TYRANNY'S grave. 

Should LIBERTY, thro' the misdeeds of her friends, 

From this her last refuge I*- driven. 
She will fling herfair form on the v, ings of the windi, 

And return to ber birth-place in heaven. 

The Green-Mountain Farmer. 


BLEST on his own paternal farm, 

Contented, yet acquiring; 
Below ambition's gildtd charm, 

Yet rich beyond desiring ; 


The hill-born rustic, hale and gay, 

Ere prattling swallows sally, 
Or ere the pine-top spies the day, 

Sings cheerly through his valley. 

CHORUS; Green Mountains echo Heavens decree I 

Live virtue, law, and Liberty. 

With love, and plenty, peace, and health , 

Enriched by honest labor, 
He cheers the" friend of humbler wealth, 

Nor courts his prouder neighbor ; 
At eve returning home, he meets, 

His nut brown lass, so loving ; 
And still his constant strain repeats, 

Through groves and meadows roving. 
Green Mountains, &c. 

Should Faction's wily serpent spring. 

With treacherous folds to entwine him, 
Undaunted by his venomed sting, 

To flames he would consign him. 
The hardy Yeoman, like the oak, 

That shades his woodland border, 
Would baffle Anarch's vengeful stroke, 

To shelter law and order. 

Green-Mountains, &c. 

Sliould hostile fleets our shores assail, 

By home-bred traitors aided. 
No free-born hand would till the vale 

By slavery degraded. 
Each heart would join the patriot brave. 

To die proud Freedom's martyr, 
And shed its latest drop to save 

His country's glorious charter. 

CHORUS Green-Mountains" echo then would be 

Fight on, fight on, for Liberty ! 


Tune. " The Exile of Erin." 

WHEN first that proud Queen, whom the waters environ, 
Who rules without rival the wide-spreading waves, 

Strove to stretch o'er our country her sceptre of iron, 
And make her brave sons a base nation of slaves, 


(tar fatten, n lying on heaven for assistance, 
1 from i Mi' i at i distance, 

Resolv< d to her tyranny manful r«-si -• 
Ami their country proclaimed independent ami fivei 

Sovn long years for their rights they contended, 

With meteiiesi myrmidons hired from afar, 
Thousands werekilkdia the cause the] defended, 

Or sunk with the burthens they bore in the war. 
Martyrs to Freedom ' May th< tn^- Jong lv cht rishfid 
For which in our soil while yet planting you perished. 
Whose roots with your ht-arts-hlood you joyously nourished, 

And which to your Sons yields such heavenly fruit. 

HI in Council— in comlrat cool bravery, 
Mamd the conning of ti rants, Bad courage of slaves ; 
Oar fathers threw orrthe vile ihacktes of slavery, 

And spurned the dominion of u»adm«n ami loBH 
,. her wilts by our Statesmen outwitted, 
H r disciplined ranks by raw soldi*, rs cm ft aN d, 
Disgraced from our shores with h< r ruffians n treated, 

And our country conft^nxl indep e nden t and rVee« 

jr. which our sires with nich lai>or cfseeted, 
Which co»t what defies calculation to count, 

By ourselves and our ois l>e forever protected, 
Whaten r the dangt r, the foil <jr a 

And mar this p birth to our nation, 

Re held by our patriots tioo, 

And receive from Repuhlicaj lion, 

iiil the earth on its u\is shall eeaa to ito'cive* 

ado guided our grand revolution, 
To the Soldiers, whose iWon - to 'because, 

.vho founded mir free constitution, 
— unbound! d applause* 

While one -.park of fi • .us shall fir<\ 

Their nanus and '1 < i .s acts will inspire, 

Posterity rival I ■ dmire. 

And millions unborn taste the blessings they Bought 

And nowtotlie PILOT our vessel who's jruiding, 

Whose virtues and taU aei the world o'» r hi r« 'ion**, 
May t)*e love of the People o'er w horn he's ; 

For the toils arid the carts of his station atone. 
Trace of mind, health of frame, length of days be him given, 
Thro' his life may felicity flow pirn* and even, 
And when by hi* GOD lie is called home to heaven, 
Of his spirit may our. ralcTJ a portio:i letainu 



Tune, Tanket Doodle. 

Yankee Doodle i* the tune 

.: leans delight in ; 
'Twill do to whistle, sing or play, 
And just the thing for fighting. 

CHORUS. Yankee Doodle, boys : huzza ! 

Down outside, up the middle- 
Yankee Doodle./7, « . 

p -t, drum, and riddle. 

Should Great-Britain, Spain or France, 

ge war upon o^r shore, sir, 
We'll lead them such a woundy dance, 

They'll rind their toes are sore, sir, 
Yankee Doodle, &c. 

Should a haughty foe expect 
To give our boys a caning, 

«r« they'll find the lads have laritt 
A little bit of training. 

Yankee Doodle, ccc. 

77/ icager r.cnc a mug cffip, 

And bring it on the table, 
Tut Yankee boys aboard a ship, 

To beat theni they are able. 

Yankee Doodle, &c. 

Then if they go to c rg 

I rati y'll find too, 

We've got a set of « W g|gy blades, 

To out-talk 'ern. if they're wind to* 
Twiii i Doodle, See. 

America's a dandy place : 

The people are ail brothers : 
And m$ inptie % 

He shares it with the othrrs. 

Yankee Doodle, gcc. 

"We work and sleep and pray in peaee— 

By hidustry we thrive, sir. 
And it' a drone won't do his part, 

YVe'ii scout him from the hive. sir. 

Yankee Doodle, &c« 


to ?) 

. id play, 
And bans a dance n 

Yankee Doodle, &:c. 

• tough, 

w,. count that km wealthy. 

Yankee Doodle, &c. 

' o do, 

or two, 
..da school or ' 


A we till is all our 91 
Wb • i d it ; 

ade it. 

CSPS.I ! — rt 


ipet, drum anc I 



.s one, 

'lu illu a *it!» tlk: raj - 

Ami d. fi 

tbc knee, 
Dot God shall protect tliosc « bo dare to be free. 

Mid the • ■*, 

Our sin ^ r Y, 

. knessslied pert 
pew by deft »1 »1 J '<--' ,r * *■ * «J7» 

Thro' the tempest shone bright. 


r Twas their cloud by the day, and their pillar by night. 
Let the brave ne'er despair, for though myriads oppose, 
The arm nerved by freedom shall conquer all foes. 

Shades of Heroes departed ! the perils ye bcre, 

The fame of your deeds to your offspring descending, 
Shall swell through each vale and enkindle each shore, 
From the spring of the morn to the day's western eliding, 
Your country to save, 
Mid the battle's dire rave 
Ye bled— and the laurels have covered your grave— 
While we mourn your sad doom, not unblest be the sigh, 
'Tis sm eet— 'tis sublime, for our country to die. 

Where Liberty dwells, lo, what beauties arise, 
Arts, science and virtue enjoy her protection, 
Even the soil afresh nurture' distils from the skies, 
And pours from its bosom the fruits of perfection. 
Beneath her mild reign, 
Commerce freights the free main. 
And the loves and the graces disport on the plain. 
Then perish the coward who shrinks to a slave, 
Heaven gives its rich blessings to nourish the brave. 

Such blessings are ours— with our honors content. 

We ask but our rights in their peaceful possession— 
Not vainly we threaten, nor lightly resent, 
Our hearts leap in union to combat oppression— 
When perils are rife, 
We decline not the strife — 
Our altars and homes are more dear than our life— 
The land of our fathers ne'er nourished a slave, 
To die or be free is the right of the brave I 


BY E. D. BANGS, Esq. 

Tune, \ ' Hail Columbia." 

HAIL ! sacred Independence hail .' 
Long may thy glorious cause prevail ; 

By valor won and sealed with blood ; 

By valor won and sealed with blood. 
That cause which heroes died to save, 
Shall ne'er want champions free and brave, 

Lo ! Columbia's sons arise, 

Indignati^p fires their eyes. 


Vengeance calls— no more delay— 
"Wash your honor's stains away. 

Death or Freedom lie our toast ; 

Freedom was our Fathers' boast. 

Peace \\ ith honor, but an arm 

Nerved to guard our rights from harm. 

Mark the croud, exulting foe ! 

See your flag with shame laid low .' 

Your claims an mocked, your rights despised, 
Tour claims are mocked, your rights dtspi nd , 
Your captured brethren still are Slaves, 
Aiid native blood has tinged your waves. 
Throw the olive hraneh afar ; 
St«vl your hi-arts for vigorous war. 
Draw the sword — on Heaven depend : 
May Ht-aven a just deliverance send ! 
Death or Freedom be our toast ; 
Freedom was our Fathers' boast. 
Peace with lionor, but an arm 
Nerved to guard our rights from harm. 

Spirits of the immortal dead ! 
Whither has our glory fled ? 

Shall Sons forget tin ir Fathers' fa 
Shall 9WH forget their Fatlit rs' fame ? 
O! warm our hearts with hi, I. 
Itl wrtfc patriot zeal U 

ay we sell, 
The Liberty for which 7/0?/ fell ; 
While memory of your deedl r- tm 
And life and vigor swell our veins. 
Death or Freedom be our toast ; 
Freedom was our Fathers' boast. 

C with honor, but an arm 
Newtd to guard our rights from harm. 

Welcome the glad, the glorious Day, 
On which our annual vows we pay ' 
And at our country's altar swear— 
And at our country's altar swear—* 
That the rich blessings we enjoy, 
No time shall waste, tkj foe destroy. 
Brothers! rally, hand in hand, 
Round your dear, your native land ; 
And when the storm of war is o'er, 
Taste the sweets of peace once more. 
Death or Freedom he our toast ; 
Freedom was our Fathers' boast. 
Peace with honor, but an arm 
Nerved to guard our right* from harm. 




IF. YAXKEYS, you would have a song, 

A deuced nation fine one, 
Then in the chorus all along 1 , 
K»f vou'd like to join one. 

CHORUS". Then Yankee Doodle one and all, 

Pass round the chorus handy. 

For some can sing, and all can bawl, 

Yankee Doodle dandy. 

©urgrandsirtsliveda great way off", 

And if you think to doubt it, 
AikI Ihadonh time enough, 
I'd ttll you all about it. 

CHORUS'. Then Yankee Doodle, roar away, 

And keep the chorus handy, 

For some can sing, and all can say, 

Yankte Doodle dandy. 

I'd tell you all how hard they were 

For tithes and taxes hunted, 
And how they dhl'nt think 'rri-asfcir, 
And how they got affronted. 

CHORUS. -But Yankee Doodle, all once more, 

Keep up the chorus handy, 

Fur some can sing, and all can roar, 

Yankee Doodle daiKly. 

And how of what might them befal , 

They nothing were afraid in, 
So took their wives and children all, 

And otf thev pushed to Levdcn. 
CHORUS.— —Then Yankee" Doodle, one and all, 
Struck up the chorus handy, 
As loud as they could sing and bawl, 
Yankee Doodle dandy. 

And there they got a monstrous ship, 

As big as any Gun-Boat, 
\sA all to fit her for a trip, 

%vas nicely done to't. 

CHORUS. Then Yankee Doodle, ell aboard! 

Piped out the boatswain handy, 
And yoong and old struck up aiid roared 
Yankee Doodle dandy. 


Then every man he seized a rope. 

And pulled with all his soul, sir, 
And hauled the Tcnv-Cloth all way up, 
Ami tied it to the Pc>'> . sir. 

CHORUS. Thru Yankee Doodle, now they go. 

All in tin ir ships so 1 

Ail ■ 

And Yankee Doodle (Sandy. 

B'.it when they pot away from 
And 'fort- the wind did ttn 
And heard the ocean billows roar, » 

dtiPfCt like it. 
CHORUS.— But Yankee Doodle, never mind, 
Strike up the chorus handj . 
They'd left the opp.i won far behind, 
. tnkee Doodle dandj . 

tad there they aaw ■ zrrat big fish, 
That threshed about hit tail, lirj 
Awl looked 10 dotted t&vq/uh, 
I ruts it mh a Whale, lir. 

CHORUS. Hut Yankee Doodle, let him go, 

All in the deep so handy. 
While we abov» • and he » low, 
fcii.g Yankee Doodle dandy. 

now a dreadful rtorm ai 
\ U( \ , , they ste»<xl in ; 

i rain, and shit and snow. 


CHORUS. But, foul or fair, weV stout and strong. 

Then join the chorus and the song 
Of Yankee Doodle dandy. 

upon high, 
ip to till, sir, 
. at the sky, 
-Kill. s.r. - 

• KRCS. But Yankee Doodle, that s the thing, 

At which »e*realways haw 

For high or low, we'll alwayi sing 

Yankee Doodle dandy. 

And now this noble ship once more, 
As -t.aui.eli as ever roan trod, 

• ihore, 
(ntl landed them on Cape-Cod. 


CHORUS.— Then Yankee Doodle, all again, 
Joined in theclwrus handy, 
And cried aloud with might and main 
Yankee Doodle dandy. 

When all were safely landed so, 
Our grand-daddies and gran-dama, 

And Sail and Sue, and Bill and Joe, 
Al 1 had a feast of Sand-Clair.s. 

CHORUS. Then Yankee Doodle, all you know, 

• Joined in the chorus handy, 
, And Sail anil Sue, and Bill and Joe, 

Sung Yankee Doodle dandy. 

To keep the bears and panthers out, 

And not let savage wild men, 
Of white-pine logs each builta hut, 
As big as— Father's Hog-Pen I 

CHORUS. Then Yankee Doodle, let them come, 

They'll always find us handy. 
With musket balls, instead of rum, 
Yankee Doodle dandy. 

They planted fields, enclosed with stakes, 

And worked like dogs or asses, 
Made pumpkin-pies i and Indian cakes, 
And ate them up rvith 'lasses. 

CHORUS. Then Yankee Doodle, one and all, 

Joined in the chorus handy, 

As loud as they could sing and bawl, 

Yankee Doodle dandy. 

And everyday, for many weeks, 

Beginning on each Mondaj, 
They watched, and worked, and fought like Greeks, 
A-'k! went to church on Sunday* 

CHORUS. For Yankee Doodle heroes great, 

In all good works are bandy, 
In peace or war, Li church c. 
They're Yankee Doodle dandy. 


[Written during the Embargo, by ALEXANDER WILSON ■ 

WHILE Europe's mad Powers o'er the ocean are ranging, 
Regardless of right, with theii' blood-hounds of .» 


Their kingdoms, t]j. ir empties, dktraeted aiu! c h a n c in g! 
'I'M- ir ntunli r. ami rui 

, fair d< scendants ol heaven ' 
Of all our eorapank) n thi >>--st, 

Haw / • in the dinfti of thi I 


« ill eberiah to^i thrr, 
•:, i.i with ralor— we'll crowii them with art *, 
i .hi r, 
:. thai ampjtionS proad nuinp c-an impart. 

H< f€ flu. II th hirst chi rubs, 10 dear to OUT • 

,i.i ;ill our themes , 

and w ith bli i 

y uil down our str • 

. .t mansions ofday , 
" >, Be for rer uiuti a, 

A. id i 


I.iw ! 

.:. d— 

But! v >:c. 

! run ! 

. • > of our eoantrj to n 


'i o 1_ . 


.' i n twain ; 

. \ arid ' 
And i. darc otn? oVanaini to infiade, 


To death and destruction at once shall be hurled ; 

For Freedom hath sworn it, and shall be obeyed ! 

Then Freedom and Ptace, &c 

We want neither emperor, king, prince, nor marshal, 

No Nana to plunder, nor Indies to fleece ; 
Our honest Decrees are. " To all be impartial, " 

Our Orders of Council, are Freedom and Peace : 
But Commerce, assailed by each vile depredator, 

Our country has willed for a while to restrain ', 
And infamy light on the head of the traitor 

Who tramples her lav s for base lucre ai*i gain. 
Then Freedom and Peace, Sec. 

Look round on your country. Columbians ! undaunted. 

From Georgia to Maine-^from the Lakes to the Sea , 
Is one human blessing or luxury wanted, 

That flows not amongst us unmeasured and free ? 
Our harvests sustain half the wide eastern world, 

Our mines and our forests unexhausted remain ; 
What sails on our great Fishing-Banks are unfurled! 

What shoals fill our streams from the depths of the main ! 
Then Freedom and Peace, Sec. 

The fruits of the country, our flocks and our fleeces, 

The treasures immense in our mountains that lie, . 
While discord is tearing old Europe to pieces. 

Shall amply the wants of our people supply : 
New roads and canals, on their bosoms conveying 

Refinement and wealth, through our forests shall roam ; 
And millions of Freemen, with rapture surveying, 

Shall shout out, " O Liberty ! this is thy home !" 
Then Freedom and Peace, &c. 

Great shades of our Fathers ! unconquered, victorious, 

To whom, under Heaven, our Freedom we owe, 
Bear witness, that Peace we revere still as glorious— 

For Peace every gain for a while we forego : 
But should the huge Sons of Ambition and Plunder, 

Should Ocean's proud scourges our Liberty claim, 
Your spirits shall ride in the roar of our thunder 

That sweeps to the gulph of perdition their name. 
Then Freedom and Peace, &c. 

Our strength and resources defy base aggression— 
Our courage — our enterprize — both have been tried j 

Our nation, unstained with the crimes of oppression, 
Hath Heaven's own thunderbolts all on our side : 

Thence henceforth let freeman with freeman be brother, 
Our Peace and our Liberty both to assert ; 
F % 



up the one or t 1 

p can import. 

it: «« will <!. 
.. » proud pomp nm import. 


Tane, Anacrcon in Hctnm. 

ywrwillumi'- t dawD, 

i host tbouwtl— ioni 

at hi Id us dt pendent. 

And to sIjh W rhi in frou* lann « ith his life w ill prepare ; 
I* tud, 
Wil CJumbiansby Europe's proud tyranu be led.'* 

I these generous vov \, 

toe can enthral her. 

->#w bow to rilue so w»-H : 

ftU proud t) rants I* 


r»<l for oi;r M I 

And h ■ ;<i tj spirad dentation. 

To her ^.ts -*♦- rp>, 
rUt i : i FREEDOM we die. 

* proud tyrants be led. 

Let TRAITORS who fetl not the patriot's flam' , 
r our lionor to 




Then though foes gather round, 
We\c an LIBERTY'S ground. 
Both too m ise to he trapped, and too strong to be bound : 
bFor ne'er till old ocean retires from bished, 
Will Columbians by Europe's proud t\ rants be fed. 

From the deep we withdraw till the tempest I 
Till our flag can protect each American 
WkHe British ambition's dominion shall last. 
Let us join heart and hand to support the EMBARGO, 
For EMBARGO and peace 
Will promote our increase ; 
Then embargoed we'll live, till injustice shall cease ; 
For ne'er till old ocean retires from htr bed. 
"Will Columbians by Europe's proud tyrants be led. 


WHEN Tyranny's scourge, and Oppression's chill blast, 

Which Cruelty's banner of darkntss unfurled, 

The sun-beams of freedom, with clouds overcast, 

The Genius escaped from a despotic world : 

On the wings of the wind, 

Left England behind, 

And rlew to our shores, an assylnm to find. 

Unfriended, and wandering, unblessed, and alone, 

O-u' forefathers welcomed "the maid as their own, 

Tl e gloom of despair from her brow chased away, 

Aral Liberty's day-star then beamed a bright cay. 

The proud sons of Europe soon sought the retreat. 

Where dw t It the sweet maid v. ith our ancestors brave ; 
They strove to destroy Freedom's favorite se&t, 
But heroes united their country to save : 
Each freeman arose. 
The slaves to oppose, 
And scattered destruction on Liberty's foes ! 

length was exerted ; the loud trump of fame 
Taught tyrants to tremble at Washington's name I 
But low lies the chief who our liberties saved, 
And deep in each heart is his memory engraved ! 

The deeds of our chieftains shall history te)\, 

And each son of Libert v hear with a rigkj 
How Warren expired, and Montgomery fell ; 

How Mercer, arid Woosttr, for freedom could die P 


TVir cournte oft tried, 
With honor tb 
And Liberty's offspn th pride! 

m shall boast «Wki be mill fatsmh 

IVeatur the brave : 

>h.-i!l nrord and Aim 


The fate of her children, wbu died on the deep 

Where far o'er the ocean, yon proud turrets stand, 
The shorn* of our M-ameii piTCt-tl I 

f ijes ! 
The world thus may ace, 

And ■ lousbe* 


h inor will fall ! 
lii glory they'll triumph! or welcome the | 


Tune.—— Anarrton in Heaven. 

Hark ! the trumpet of war from the East sound* alarms, 
I r commotion, 
4 ■> idae world to heTarms, 
«ccjui ; 
Bj no law ned, 

With the slau;:; oiise is maintained ; 

Then mute, ull ye som of C<>! 
Your country' demands you— prepar* I 

The lust of dominion each tyrant inflames, 
And Europet-nkindl' - 

j • • 
j have tried 

But their force ajid their cunning alike we deride. 
For as one will the som of Columbu 
When their country dermoids them, and march for the f>* » 


Napoleon mar boast of the deeds he has done. 
And in conquests surpass e'en the mad Alexander, 
May count all the victories his vassals have won, 
WhVre slaves were his foes and a slave their commander. 
Swift as light thro 1 the sky 
Should his myrmidons fly, 
As a rampart our breasts their attacks would defy, 

For as one will the sons of Colombia unite, ^ 

When their country demands them, and march for the fight. 

Let Old England exult in her castles of wood. 
And shake every port in the Ea>t with her thunder, 
Let her quench "her ambition \n ith oceans of blood, 
And winged by the winds, teed her avarice witii plunder ; 
huge lion may roar 
With his mane bathed in gore. 
Still America's Eagle triumphant shall soar : 
For as one will the sons of Columbia unite, 
When their country demands them, and march for the fight. 

When our Ancestors sought in this clime a retreat 
From the honor* of slavery and fell persecution, 
The Goddess of Freedom here planted hex ■ 
Secured by its distance from Europe's pollution ; 
And her hallowed fane 
Undt riled shall remain. 
Till time shall be lost in eternity's reign. 

For as one will the sons of Columbia unite, 

When their country demands them, and march for the fight. 

Tho* our Moses has mounted to regions of day, 
When: heroes e'tr banquet on blisses supernal, 
We have thousands of Joshuas who still point the way 
That shall proudly conduct us to glory eternal ; 
While each patriot sire, 
Like a pillar of fire, 
Round his orb sheds a light that shall never expire ; 
Then a c one will the sons of Columbia unite, 
When their country demands them, and march for the fight. 

Our vales each production luxuriant will yield, 
Tlie stores of the work! on our dime are attendant, 
Not a blade but proclaims as it waves on the field 
That in fact, as of right, we may he independent ; 
All the groves catch the sound, 
Every stream bears it round, 
While its e<*K>es from mountain to mountain rebound, 
Then as one will the sons of Columbia unite, 
When their country demands them, and march for the fight. 


Then theblood-honnds of war, an infuriate band, 
May threat with their legions the world's devastation; 

J by union our country shall stand 
Like the mountains of ages till earth's conflagration ; 
And when Librrt) flies 
Tenement in tlie'sk 

tnry shall rise ; 
will the sons of Columbia unite. 
uiitrydcwajKls Ukju, and march for the fight. 


Tone,— Adams and Liberty. 

victor}' won o>» r tyranny\ | 


. v. ii)i acclaim the birth-day of our nation. 

-. I. t Us I II. 

And drink-LIBEKTY still, 
Itj gpi:i h the whok Peopled \\ ill. 

And so long as the Earth in her orbit shall roll, 
Othtl control ! 

The frtdo n of Co*)«cience our Ancestors sought. 

A j hi to uu dtscendtd, 

That no fi tt< r> he'll 

we air, 
n ihall roll, 
• ol. 

See the fair fields of Europe itOl 
And the tits, which eoni ect man to Older! 

Andhe^r. at a distan 

Butsltould T<k^ gather round, 
We 1 
Too wise to !> tranpi d Vjund, 

Nor roll, 

Will . a foreign coj.tiol. 

nor Youth marks with dread our OMNI 
Acioss the Atlantic, * iib envy she gfau 


Her withered arm shakes, as she threatens our Peace, 
Or with Serpent-like cunning insidious advances. 
But bet Arms we defy, 
To her arts we reply. 
That in FREEDOM we live, or for FREEDOM we die, 
And never, while Earth in her orbit shall roll, 
'Will America's Sons bend to Britain's control. 

Though traitors, assuming the Patriot's name, 
Would guile us. our honor arid rights to surrender. 
Will Freemen thus forfeit their Country's fair feme. 
While a voice can be heard, or arm move to defend her ? 
Once more let us tell, 
That we never will sell 
Those blessings we know how to value so well. 

And as Ion? as the Earth in her orbit shall roll. 
We'll disdain all submission to lawless control. 



Tune, Hearts cf Oak. 

HARK ! the deep sounding cannon, in thunder proclaim 
Th- Triumph of Freedom and Slavery's shame ; 
On this morn rose resplciident blest Liberty's Sun. 
And the children confirmed what their Fathers had done. 

What was purchased with blood, with our lives we'll maintain ; 

* We always are ready— 

■ Steady boys, steady— 
" We'll fight, and we'll conquer, again and again." 

The shackles which tyranny forged, as a yoke 
For the people, this morn were triumphantly broke ; 
Let Europe ihen covet what FREEMEN can boiSt. 
Our tlieine INDEPENDENCE— and UNION our toast. 
What was purchased with blood, &lc. 

While Le xt hgtwfg Plain every bosom inspires, 
s the blood of our murdered Sires ; 
Btm&rr** proud mount ! on lu-r crimson-stai b 
Sleep the heroes, who fought for America's ri 

What was purchased with blood. S 


Should New-England*! famed <oiu hx n faction tx led, 
Commotion and nniorjr our country o' ciiur e ad . 

Great W \MIIM, ION \(,|»ost wJultl " indignantl] frown/' 
Ami WARREN'S Uett Spirit liis country ilixiw n. 

W \al was purchased w ith blood, 8cc. 

Tin- demon of discord may stalk throughout land, 
Di\iMun be tin. ate n.d by Anarchy*! band ; 
lint firm and undaunn d tin ir art! \^ 
In support of our UNION we'll Ctnqucr or die ' 

What was nvrchaned irith blood, &c. 

While the Sea'i haucrhty ■ore ecig n her standard »hall warn . 
And cnh wind uafis the %i^iiN <if our manacled bran . 
a\" ti i i»- Columbia's free ihoresthail one traitor contain, 
Let password, when aaaheathed, never dumber again* 
What wa> aaachaaad with blood, 8cc. 

To MADISON*! praiae loandthe elarion of fame — 
Unahnken ail \ irtne. anaullied Ion aaaa . 
Wt dread not tin influence of Albion'i tooli, 
WhileaJEFFRRSOli lire*, and a MADISON ml I 


What was punhav-d with blood, w iib our lira w< '11 maintain, 

*' \\ « ,<!y — 

•• St«-ad> bo] >. st. ady— 
'■ We'll fight and we ll eonqui i again, and .<- 



i . — . - t/ir Lead* 

SAY, sliall in Freedom's loved alxxle, 

II. i altars sink, ber firm decay ? 
Sball Arian h'/s insatiate brood 

Quench everj >p:.rk. or dim each ray ? 

freeanen! bear your country's call, 
your o« u cause, and one and all, 
Will throng to aid ! 

lu vain shall daring, d 

. thf la wl which guard our ri] 
In vain have fact ion-, fiend* aroK .' 

In vein the faith which tretmnp 


That faith in desperation bred. 
Shall doom to shame each guilty head. 
Which dares to aid ! 

Pledged to the cause, that patriot cause, 
^u V,lich fixed a MOr, d's admiring eve, 
That union just of rights and laics, ' 
In which 'twere glory's height to die ! 

That cause for which a Warren diet*. 
Thixt cause, a Washington's first pride. 
Who fears to aid ? 

In dark oblivion's envious shade, 
Say, shall our patriots' glory rest ' 
« ^T ltltude ' s heart-pi- V ptedaid, 
Sliall sanction duty's high behest ? 

Still emulous to reach their fame, 
Our proudest wish, our constant aim , 
Their cause to aid ! 

Ye sainted shades of heroes dead ! 

Ye martyrs of oppression's power f 

Ye, who in freedom's conflicts bled .' 

Like you to act, our wishes tower. 

If e'er again invasion's borbV ,, 
Shall summon forth our unsheathed swords 
Look down and aid ] 

And if fell Fiction's angrv band, 
Assail our charter or our laws , 
And raise the suicidal hand, 
In foul rebellion's impious cause ; 

Each hardy yeoman > toil'-strun? tienr 

And heart '.untaught by fear to swerve , 

Will lend their aid! 

Faction shall sink, and truth shall scar. 

Protected Frecdcni, fearless, smile 
1 1< .-(.Jtss of mad sedition's roar. 
Kuch art we'll spurn, each plot we'll foil I 
Our rulers just, our rights protect 
Our yeomen brave those rights respect 
And heaven will aid! 



WHEN plundering armii i take the rw Id, 
Aim! treason's blood-stained trophic* fly, 
Tin Patriot's soul, unborn to yirid, 

to die ; 
'. Imlil iidilli rence taught lo lean 
I>< ath unci tlu slavi » u Imi tlr ^<l i's pow« 1. 
Bj r d, h, IVt Is t!i( mail, 

I li i > c li. - 1 1 tin Patriot'i d} ing liour. 

Like lirbtnina, flash hu nrdei teyca, 
'I be loei of in edorn to i n 

) i< r« < to tin- tanguilM < uiiil I 

\\ i. o| llood-houndl would d« vo»ir. 

lo r. muc fiitmi tlu h pi 

i .luiul's d\ mg hour. 

i»- ! ft>in1 sourer of nil llmt charms, 
• i;il an rrior'i 
Indignant l.niM i the wart alarma ; 
l u burl i '■• aroetionon l^ i<» s. 

E'«Ti |>- ! • l\. ., 

line |*iv< r ; 

Chum Ml bra\t Patriot 'l d\ii ig hour. 

Proud to r-vriipv his eouutr. ' 

Iraptred b\ Heaven and Liberty, 
u. fertte'enaathi Ijfe-^trearn tVwi, 

It flows to rriakr his chih'r- I 
H. :iv. o r.i'U rlM < that sh«- B 

rer ; 
n Rd, In fought to . 
Cheer* the bom Patriot's dying hoar. 


Turn-, 7?ur«/ Ftimty. 

WHAT H^art but throbs high v. it}* rineen li devotion, 
:<•«- to aceenta - 1 
What boi 
At this happy tra— THE FOURTH OF JULY ! 


Then haste at our call, 
To Liberty-Hall, 

VTnh brow s five from wrinkles and minds void of car*, 
Come, taste what mirth a.wl festivity, 
Citizen-Soldiers together can share. 

The birth of an ideot, or knave' ? elevation. 

■Jnsandfooh haii with s,p*rless acclaim : _ 
The day which we greet gave th*Jjlobe a new nation. 
And rai*tl a whole empire to FREEDOM and FAME. 

Jackal* and Jackasses 

May empty their glasses, 
To honor their image on some tottering throne, 

But Freemen will toast 

INDEPENDENCE,— their boast— 
Antl own for their KING their CREATOR alone. 


MEN of every sire and station, 
Every age and occupation. 
Foes to party — friends to reason, 
Tasfe the fruit that's now in season. 

Taste the fruit— revere the Tree, 
Which Nature plants, called LIBERTY. 

While we vitw in peace the treasure^ 

p ut glows, and heavenly pleasure, 
R ijjtuivs great the heart possessing, 
Fatriots ftast upon the blessing 

T ist . the fruit — revere the tree 

I ire plants, called LIBERTY. 

But, alas ! while we are viewing — 
. -. dirft vent tracts pursuing, 
I health, and peace devouring. 
Come, their brows with envy lowering, 
Rob the fruit— despoil the tree 
Whkh Nature plants, called LIBERTY, 

Shall we then, with aspects painful, 
Taste of every thing disdainful ? 
Say. shall meanness e'er excjjteus, 
Or must strength and courage right us ? 

Till w r rear again die tree 

Which Nature plants, called LIBERTY. 


Tlinr i?ot men with idle stories, 

ptmis tales nl l 
<i — rniir imtiTe rigbta imradi <! ; 
onaded ? 

> . j our bhtli-rigbt— LIBERTY. 


i kil eoQBtrj ' 

I day, 

D ■tbJeai ii ili- Ht . 

Aid ' md Freedom mum, 

. tin r. hi. 

Aid prrfTtd, whfiia' cIm hi In ai v 

r die inoutinfenfl I 
Dottbli pbl 

Vim. whosf v i ■ vJ, 

■ triot loub V) 

dull be, 


; ime! 
... ■ h !'•• Hi »1i name* 


Our Gratitude, biH not thy fame : 

-Y:ll I>- fl'P, 

• . ! . .— 

d a s\\<- * ur ri>< in I 
T<| Lcu,oi tli> irainorta! N 

Patriotic soxgs. 

Tune, Return enraptured ?:oi>rs. 

THE fairest flowrets bring, 

In all their vernal bloom ; 
And let the sweets of spring. 

Adorn great FRANKLIVs torab; 
The PATRIOT'S toil is done, 

At length his labors cease ; 
The unfading crown is won, 

His sun has set in peace. 

The sons of SCIENCE grieve, 

Each patriot heaves a sigh, 
And scarcely can believe 

Such worth could ever die ; 
No — deathless is his fame, 

His honors will increase 
And FRANKLIN'S splendid name 

"V\ ith time alone shall cease. 

While nimble lightnings fly, 

Or awful thunders roll ; ' 
While meteors gild the skv. 

And dart from pole to pole : 
Mankind shall still admire, 

When FRANKLlN's name they hear 
\\ ho grasped celestial fire, 
And broke the OPPRESSOR'S spear. 

Through every future age, 

While History lrolds her pen, 
She'll place this honored sage 

Amongst the first of men : 
Columbia's favored son 

Has earned immortal fame, 
Then, with great WASHINGTON 

Record our FRANKLIN's name. ' 


Tune, •Rule Britannia. 

AGAIN athwart the Atlantic main 
1 hrough morning's rosy portals seen, ' 
G 2 


The Star of Freedom lights our plain, 
Ami glances on our mountains green* 

Light of Glory, slm 

Our guide in peace, onr shield in war. 

• : st opprest by t> rant force 
uri'iitli. is sought a distant shore, 

illomed the pilgrims' course, 

,IKl W< Bll .:> Ma| i tli. 

Light of Glorj shine- afar, 

Our guide in once, our shield in war. 

The moss-clr.d cell and liarren coast 
Thvpowi r transfonas to cities fair, 
Aik) late win it -roamed th<- savage host 
TIm. virgin waves he r golden liair. 
Light of c i 1 o i ■>. shim 
Our guide in peace, our shield in war. 

S«-e w arn ed by thy creative ray, 

ii ttreami rich commerce brings, 
while Art usurps rude Nature's rway 

And scie i • < ipn |dl he i l Rgli wings. 
Light flf (ih«r> . hine afar, 
Our guide in p.ate , OOX shield in W|T« 

Whfll rnatl Oppression stretched her arm, 
. oum U< s enslave^ 

I h\ beiunimade patriot I osoms warm, 
L^i Jit the t\ rants to th: ir gr..\< . 

Li^iit of Glory, kbit • 

Our guide in peace, oui shkld in war. 

Tl»en, mid the fiery Maze of war, 
Great WASHING! OK undaunted stood ; 

•i his arm a patS0H*l t 
And o'u - his hrow the smiles of GOD. 
Light of Glory, shine afar, 
Our guide in peace, our shield in war. 

This DAY he festive honors paid 
To tlKise whose blood manured the tree, 
Beneath whote wide and glorious sliade, 
We ta-»te the IWO ts of Libert] . 

Light of Glory, shine afar, 

Our guide in peace, our shield in war. 

Witb Eagle*s eye and Lion- 
The fruits our Fat her's labor won. 


We swear forever to preserve, 

And guard the GIFT OF WASHINGTON. 

Light of Gl ory. shine afar. 

Our guide in peace, our shield in war. 


Firm spirit and nerve, to free nations belong, 
Provoked into combat by insolent wrong : 
If Europe will doubt \t\ invading this shore, 
We'll act as our fathers have acted before. 

Their virtue and valor our greatness began. 
Most solidly built on the fair " RIGHTS OF MAN !" 
Deaf alike to tyrannical menace or lure, 
Their aim was "exalted, their system was pure. 

In vain to such minds did the future unfold 
Privation and hazard to stagger the bold ; 
They paused at no danger, well counting the cost, 
Nor tampered with peril till safety was lost : 

Unflinching saw army on army displayed, 
Cause cowards to falter, and traitors to aid : 
A chief and his heroes — all staunch in the cause — 
Defeated the foe and established our laws. 

Such glorious deeds graced the national morn, 
That soon as the child INDEPENDENCE was born, 
He rose a young HERCULES, stronger by strife, 
And strangled the snakes that attempted his life! 

What our fathers could wrest from a step-mother wild, 
When gristle alone braced the national child — 
Now the stout bone of Union connects every joint, 
Their sons can maintain at the bayonet's point. 


Tune, Fidelity. 

The Genius of Freedom, of unsullied fame, 
In Europe was hunted as royal fair game ; 
Eluding the chase of Ids Albion foes, 
He sought in Columbia a place to repose. 
Fol, lolj &c. 


Not long under cover till Britain's /W/ park. 

Took scent of the Genius mv\fcilcnved his track. 

Asserting their title to hunt on the ground, 
Wherever his majesty's game could he found. 
Fol, lol, &c. 

The sons of Colombia, the heirs of the soil. 
Such savage-like sporting determined to spoil, 

Resolved like freemen their rights to maintain, 
And drove the fell pack to their kennel again. 
Fol, lol, &c. 

The Mood-hounds of Britain again we now spy. 

Unkennelled, uncoupled and all in full rry, 
And driving full speed to he in at the death, 

To -a-ind the shrill horn upon Freedom's last breath. 
Fol, lol, &c. 

There's all the old Tories and old Refugee s, 

And merciless Iiulians united with these. 
At the sound of the bugle they folltnv the track, 

And join in ther/iase with the old British pack. 
Fol, lol, &c. 

Though daring awhile to make game of our cause, * 

Unpunished th< y shall not long sport with our laws, 

For lashing the puppies half trained to the chase, 
We'll send them to Scotia again in disgrace. 
Fol, lol, &c. 

Though spies and though traitors should practice their will 
Fair Fit edotn shall niirt rbe entrapped in their tods, 

Like true blooded Yankees, we'll smoke their stale tricks. 
And play thein the game of old seventu-si t . 
Fol, lol/ &c. 

John Bull he may bellow, his lion may growl, 
His bullies may bluster, his ivar-dogs may how 1, 

J .ike our fathers our freedom we'll ever maintain, 
They beat the whole pack and we'll beat them again* 
Fol. lol. &c. 


COLUMBIA long, too long, hath borne, 

The haughty Britons' envious spite ; 
Resolved no more to bear their scorn, 

She rises in ber youthfoynight, 


And calls her sons to brave the fight ; 

Enraged thev hear her mournful strains, 
And swtar to avenge her trampled nght. 

Look ! where they sDread her frontier piains. 
And freely > ield oblations from their generous veins ! 

Britain may urge the scalping knife, 

Exul ting o'er the barbarous deed ; 
We scorn to stain our noble strife, 

Or make the helpless victim bleed. 
Bv virtue, once ourselves we freed. 

And virtue still shall be our guide, 
Though British gold— the traitor's meed, 

Should strive, our country to divide : 
For Heaven-born justice is our safety and our pride. 

Is there a wretch— so vile and base ! 

So lost to honor's glorious charm I 
Who sees his country spurn disgrace, 

And will net lend his vigorous arm, 
To crush the foe, that wills her harm ? 

O ! may he never find a friend. 
Whose converse might his bosom warm ; 

Nor, when distress his steps attend, 
1 be feeling heart, that would its kind assistance lend. 



Tune, Tt gentlemen of England, 

YK Freemen of Columbia, 
Who guard your retire c 

n von your liberty, 
Your country's pride and I 
Your glorious standard resa 
To mutch your ancient foe, 
As she roars on your shorts, 
Where the itormy tempests nlow ; 
As she prowls fox p»vy, on ewry shore, 

:V:pcStS blow. 

The spirits of your fathers 
. plain. 
Where in^Rr injured country's cause 
1 he i:niuori4Vfcrave were sL.iu '. 


Win re bold Montgomery fearless fell, 
Where carnage strewed the field, 
In jour might, shall you fight, 
And force UK foe to > ieltl ; 
And on the In iglits of Abraham 
Your country's vengeance wield. 

Columbia fears no en* my, 
That ploughs the briny main, 
Hi r Amik a t ni xht y continent, 
Its soil her rich domain .' 
To a* nee our much loved country's wrongs, 
To the fu hi her sons shall fly, 

While alarms sound to arms, 

"VV« 'II tonquii or we'll die. 

AN lit n li. itain's team may flow in vain, 

As low her legions lie! 

Columbia's Each- standard. 
Triumphant then shall tower, 
Till from the land tin bedeMt— 
I), m ■ h\ its gallant pow« r. 
. then >e patriot ararriafil 
ii (I i.~. st ihal) flow. 
And nomotv. on our shoiv, 

But the bra /• ofpeaee shall Bendy breath* , 
Like the winds that murmur low. 


Tune, Hermit of Killarney. 

WHEN rolling orbs from chaos sprung, 
A guii!> I 

riding; star Kintl nature fiuug 
And fixed it in da a 
Admiring millions \ u \\ its flight, 
And liail it from afar ; 
r ir»d Mess its < h • ring lik'ht^ 

They call it FREEDOM*! STAR. 

th it-, influence, drtferti wild 
d in Ed n's bloom. 

n ictry tempest mild, 
D en Urn sis eeaseto gloom ; 
Ana man • reef, with eye of fire 
The oppressor's threats can flare, 
May to man's digiiit- aspire, 
Audblew his FREEDOM'S STAR. 


It can a brighter mantling glow 
O'er blushing beauty shed, 
A smile of heavenly radiance throw, 
A halo round her head ; 
The warrior rouse through tented field 
To drive the rapid car. 
Whilst tvrants pale and trembling vield 

Tl>en sweep, ye Bards, the sounding lyre 
In animating strain ; 
Sng^-s consume with pens of fire 
The fell oppressor's chain ; 
Then to the field ye brave and free, 
Nor drt ad the storm of war ; 
Your guide to vietorv shall be 


LAND of my Fathers— Freedom's Field, 
Thy acred rights slndl be maintained ; 

Columbia's son* will never yield, 
Or see thy spotless honor stained ; 

Fur He \*ho ?ave us life, gave thee. 
Our country's pride — sweet LIBER.TY, 

Whs joy each freeman hears the sound, 

That calls to at n.s— to arms .' ye brave ; 
The servile heart will not be found. 

That would not bleed our rights to save ; 
For He who give us life, gave thee. 
Our country's pride— Sweet LIBERTY 

The cannon's music charms the ear. 

When freemen do for freedom fight : 
Prepare! Columbia's sons, prepare.' 
We'll die before we'll yield our ri?ht : 

For He who gave us life. eavt thee. 
Our country's pride— sweet LIBERTY. 

Father above, in thee we trust — 
A band of brothers look to thee ; 
We own thypmver, but know thee just, 
\\A trust that nature made us free. 

Vt -s. He who gave us lir\. gave thee, 
Our country'* pvide-OUR LIBERTY, 


Martyrs to Freedom, view each heart. 

We'll (lit- or aave those rights you've given ; 
AVith these just rights we will not part, 
Dill ' in lira veil, 

For He Who gave us life, gave thee. 
Columbia's pride— OUR LIBERTY. 


Humors ofCb-n. 

THOUGH Britain may b«Mt of her profligate B 

II. r crazj old Rim and Lis paajaantry grand ; 
i nwo nmrtei obedient 
In actin r own native land; 

their own country will itill think tin I 
In pr.ii-.injr ( fftonMa suit I'm not wrong ; 
Columbia containing w hat Em spe cant boast of— 
a a FREE PEOPLEr-the theme of mj song. 

■ -ophant thrOOf about honOTi who gabble. 

Your lords. ai»(l yourcruArr, and your blsnsps profane, 

An- fid and uph» Id h\ a blind stupid rabble, 
be eun and the stain : 

i nl) bleat uitli republi <■<> ipu !• 
We drii i all v 

i horn ;• are virtue nvd merit, 
l - A FREE FEOFLF.-th. theme of inj song. 

1 oiumbiam eheriah, 
Our right* m a nation an- what \\» demand ; 

like Leunidai pei iah 
Than lii hand : 

Ami i;i Europe not only, but nil the world orer, 
shall fanu- spread the tidings with em p na a ii strong, 
■ ranti in « .i iror, 

V KOFI. E— the theme of my i0 iig. 

! ir n lei nrt Colun biant the contest befsn 

ur fathers yi\\\ ran ly watch o'er ui 

And let not proud Br berish, 

gone and they'll ravage our ah 
Our fat. :d glorious! > p 



Written during the Embargo. 

Tune, Battle of the Nile. 

REJOICE, Rejoice, brave Patriots rejoice. 
Our martial sons take a bold and manly stand . 

Rejoice, rejoice, exulting raise your voice, 
Let UNION pervade our happy land. 
The altar of LIBERTY shall never be polluted, 
But FREEDOM expand and flourish, firm and deeply rooted 
Our Eagle towering high, 
Triumphantly shall fly, 
"While men like JEFFERSON preside to serve their couir 

Huzza ! Huzza! Boys, £cc. 8cc. 
With firmness we'll resent our wrongs sustained at sea, 

Huzza ! Huzza ! &c. 8cc. 
For none but slaves will bend to tyranny. 

To arms, to arms, with ardor rush to arms, 
Our injured RIGHTS have long for vengeance €i»ed, 

To arms, to amis, prepare for war's alarms ! 
If honest REPARATION be denied. 
Though feeble counteracting plans, or foreign combinations, 
May interdict awhile our trade against the law of nations, 
Shall open Europe's eyes ; 
Proclaiming unto all the world, COLUMBIA will be free- 
Huzza ! Huzza ! Sec. &c. 
With honor we'll maintain a just NEUTRALITY I 

Huzza ! Huzza ! Sec. &e. 
For none but slaves will bend to tyranny. 

Defend, defend, ve heroes and ve sages, 
The gift divine— your INDEPENDENCY! 

Transmit, with jov, down tofutnre ages, 
Ho^\ WASHINGTON achieved your liberty. 
When FREEMEN are insulted they send forth vengeful thunde. 
Determined to maintain their rights, strike the foe with w onder 
They cheerfully will toil, 
To cultivate the soil, 
And rather live on humble fare than/east ignoblv. 

Huzza! Huzza! &c. kc. " J 

UNITED, firm we stand, invincible and free 

Huzza! Huzza! &c. &c. 
Then none but slaves shall bend to tyranny, 




Tune, Battle of the Nile. 

LET patriot pride our patriot triumph wake ! 
The Jubilee of Freedom rtlwnes a Nation's sou J .' 

On land, or main, no right of realm forsake, 
Though warriors' storms, like ocean's tempests roll. 
Spread your banners, let Commerce, Industry directing, 
Mantle the waves, by courage, Wraith protecting ; 
And new honors while we pay 
To our country's Natal Day, 
Let us build her great renown, 
From a soil and v-a our own ; 
For COMMERCE, AGRICULTURE, ART-rewarded shall be I 
Huzza ! huzza ! huzza 7 huzza ! huzza! 
Heaven gave to Man the Charter to be frt-e. 
Huzza ! huzza ! huzza .' huzza ! huzza .' 
COLUMBIA lives, and claims the great decree* 

Arise! Arise! Columbia's Sons Arise! 
Assort, on the ocean, your Ocean's sovereign law 

No hostile flag shall hover in your skies ; 
No pirate shall keep your mariners in awe. 
Be tlie rights of your shores by Cannon Law expounded— 
And your waters shall be safe wliere hook and line are sounded. 
On the shores of Newfoundland, 
Let your tar* and boats command, 
For a mine of wealth you keep, 
In the Bank beneath the deep, 
Wboae Cliarter, aw ful Charter, is renewed by every sea. 
Huzza ! Huzza ! &c. &c &c. 

If equal justice neutral laws proclaim. 
No power will presumptuous your sovereignty disgrace ; 

Among your Stars inscribe a Nation** name, 
Your flag^ will guard our freedom and jour race. 
Base submission inviting indignity and plunder- 
Like a worm, kills an Oak, which sttould liave braved the thunder* 
Tlwugh beneath die rifting ball, 
Should the mountain monarch fall, 
Still in majesty he reigns, 
And though ^rotfretfe, rules the plains ; 
And scions, blooming scions, spring to renovate the tree* 
Huzza I Huzza i &c. 6tc. ©it. 


Arouse ! Arouse f Columbia's Sons, Arouse I 
And burst through the slumber at faction's dreaming fears :— 

Bid Cannons shake the tempests from your brows, 
And the clouds shall echo glory on your ears. 
When the trumpet of Victory, Independence claiming, 
Swelled o'er your hills from 'fields, in battle naming ; 
When the Freedom of the land, 
By your Patriotic Band, 
To this TEMPLE was consigned, 
'Twas WASHINGTON enshrined, 
That the CHARTER, sacred CHARTER, there immortal 
should be. 
Huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! 
Heaven gave to Man, the Charter to be free. 
Huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! huzza I 
COLUMBIA lives, and claims the great decree. 


Tune, Anacreon in Heaven. ■ 

O'er the forest-crowned hills, the rich vallies and streams, 

Of lovely Columbia, oppression prevailed ; 
But fired by the glow of bright Liberty's beams, 
Her sons flew to arms, and the demon assailed ; 
And though long in fight, 
He resisted their might ; 
Their prowess, at length, put his legions to flight, 
And never, no never, by us shall be stained 
The laurels our Fathers so gloriously gained. 

The olive-crowned goddess them smiling appeared, 

And sweet Independence shed blessings around ; 
When loud in the west, the dread war-whoop was heard, 
Where murderous chiefs on Columbia frowned ; 
Again as her shield. 
Her sons took the field ; 
Nor left it till forced was each savage to yield ; 
And never, no never, by us shall be "stained 
The laurels our Brothers so gloriously gained. 

Now peace again smiled, and the plough and the ja//, 

Abundance of wealth to Columbia brought, 

When faction puffed up brj an orient gale; 

To ruin her empire, seductively sought. 

But vain were its arts ! 

For the patriot hearts, 


Of her eagle-eyed sons soon repelled all its darts ; 
And never, no never, by us shall be stained 
The laurels our Brothers so gloriously 

Inflated with envy, now Tripoli's lord. 

Of war, at Columbia, threw the dread bolt ; 
When scorning all danger, her sons rushed on board, 
Resolving to humble that crescent-crowned dolt. 
And quickly their thunder, 
His walls rent asunder, 
Impressing his palace and people with wonder ; 
And never, no never, by us shall be stained 
The laurels our Brothers so gloriously gained. 

At length, mother Britain, regardless of right, 
The flag of Columbia dishonored each day ; 
While Emperor Honey, new broils to excite, 
Woukt govern her councils with absolute sway. 
But inaugre them, we 
At home are still free, 
And so, while we've arms, are determined to be ; 
For ) ever, no never, by us shall be stained 
The laurels our Brothel's have gloriously gained. 


Sung by the Americans in London, March 4, 1802. 
Tune, Anacreon in Heaven. 

WELL met, fellow-freemen! Let's cheerfully greet 

The rr , w ith a copious libation : 

For Freedom this c'un in her chosen retreat, 

Hailed her favorite JEFFERSON chief of our nation. 

A Chiv f. in whoM mind 

Republicans find, 
Wisdom, probity, honor and firmness combined. 
Let our wisie sparkle high, whilst we gratefully give, 
The health of our Sachem, and long may he live. 

Political frenzy howled wild o'er the earth, 
Ambition and rapine with blood tinged the ocean ; 
While JEFFERSON, ripening sage systems for birth, 
Found the peaceful legitimate path to promotion. 
With Rtason his guide, 
His virtues and talents full often were tried, 
Now he's Chief in command, let the universe see, 
How happy a nation of freemen can be ! 


Whilst Europe's proud Chiefs wield the sword or the pen. 
Bv force or by fraud to acquire new pos sessions ; 
Oiir rulers speak " peace and good will towards men, "' 
And their practice accords with their cordial professions ; 
But should foreign foes 
Theii rancor disclose, 
And by discord or arms dare disturb our repose, 
Let our chief give the word, and he safely may trust. 
That those haughty disturbers shall soon '' bite the dust." 

May JEFFERSOX's genius sublimely control, 
The earnings of envy, the frenzy of faction ; 
At his biddiug let Union attune each free soul, 
And Godlike philanthropy spring into action ; 
Thus blessing and blest, 
By his country carest, 
Sweet peace shall forever illumine his breast ! 
Admiring his virtues, again let us give> 
The health of our Sachem, and long may he lire. 


THE firm patriot mind is the source of high merit, 
Ennobling above both ambition and riches : 
It fortifies man with invincible spirit- 
Is stronger than citadel, bulwark or ditches. 

The steady sound mind is tranquility's mother. 
The well balanced spirit no panic sunrises ; 
No hazard that chances or time can discover. 
Will sliake it, though novel disaster arises. 

It smiles at the timid man's terror ideal, 
Who shrinks from each point of a possible danger- 
Paints fancy-bred peril, and magnifies real, 
,-To firmness and fortitude always a stranger. 

If savage allies of the enemy polished, 
Oat-Hanking new levies, at first should defeat us— 
The patriot's energy, never demolished. 
But sparkles more brightly when cruel men beat us. 

Remember Columbia's reverses notorious, 
When step-mother Britain hired Indians to scare us ; 
Brave STARK and Green-Mountain Bo vs. gallant and glorious. 
At a How stunned the blood-hofcids unmuzzled to tear us. 
H 2 


Rt publican Freemen that Liberty cherish, 
Like Greeks when the Tyrant of Bona would maul \m ; 
Will croquet the fot of their euWMffj or perish- 
No tyrant CHI daunt and no savage appal \ m. 

By tatties or tumults Old Races long seated, Old Hates h ss skillful or tamer ; 
But i.e'ti oral a might] Young Nation deflated. 
Bon martial and free, with a cause to intlame her ! 



Tune, The Restoration March. 

THOUGH love's <oft transports, may 

A while allure the soul, 

FREEDOM calls to war, 
pom ii sli«- will eoatrol ; 
When British bands in hostile arms, 

Indignant]] wi new, 
What patriot 1 ! lot ail but throbs, to bid 
Hi-, love, and t«se, adieu i 
In Pimluni'i oil inspiring cause, 

To My ahrt to arms, 
And change his downy bed, 
For BfarA dread alarms. 

Tlien let not love's sweet bane, 

Your gallant wall enthral, 
Bit in your country's cause, 

Beaolve to stand or fall ; 
Ami when hy our united force, 

We've (hove the tyrants home, 
"\\ ith launls, such as graced the brows 
Of sons of ancient Rome ; 

We'll each return to his kind lass, 
A\ hose beauty soon shall prose, 
That for the toils of war, 
The best itward isjpvt. 



Time, Glover's March, 

REMEMBER now the awful hour, 

When through the land rung loud alarms ; 
And, joined to breast the t\ rant's power, 

Our valiant fathers flew to arms ; 
When HE, who rules the earth and main, 

And makes the good and brave his care, 
On Bunkers height and Monmouth's plain, 

Saved struggling patriots from despair. 

Ye spirits, martyrs in the cause, 

Who firm amid the battle stood, 
Ye fell for freedom and the laws, 

And sealed our charter with your blood. 
And if on high, to wondering eyes, 

No sculptured pile its head uprears, 
For you, with ceaseless flow, shall rise 

A people's mingled thanks and tears. 

And thou, too, father of our land, 

What meed of praise is due to thee! 
Who broke the proud oppressor's band, 

And set a groaning nation free. 
What though to blast thy honored name, 

With treacherous praise, the base presume ; 
Yet wide, unspotted is thy fame, 

And glories thicken round thy tomb. 

No coward spirit e'er was thine, 

No trembling step, no faltering word ; 
The foe beheld thy falchion shine, 

And peace was purchased by thy sword. 
And sweet her reign ; while unopposed 

Our starry ensign rode secure, 
And western wilds with joy unclosed 

Their fertile bosoms to the poor. 

What sounds are these invade our ears ? 

The sailor's groan, the infant's cries '. 
But heaven the prayer of vengeance hear?, 

And bids our injured countrj rise. 
Nor will Columbia's eagle bear, 

While on her eliffshe sitsjt rest, 
That safe below tbr -^ 

Her eaglets t 


Awa\ I 

Let party rd more, 

Ami l.t tit. ! Iicar 

Oui caBDonatund I Ihjtp. 

While bi 

Ami with tin 

Shall svm K TO DIE. 


Tin*-, Infancy. 

h.t|>l>> 1; 
And j 


fcBO&US 1 of wir bf heard, 

Secure beneath the i I 

Well brave the world in urm>. 

I nor horn to \ nld. 
Hut - 

'1 In hi **>rus wh'n-h :id<>m our field, 

hi<*jmi not to deck a fee, 

■ I (leek a foe. 

CHORUS, Forahotild the bh.vts of war U- heard. 

To tht. at irap< 

the world in :t! 
U braie the world in ft] 



As soon as e'er they reach our shore, 
Thev must have their tea. 

CHORUS, So go and put the kettle on. 

Be sure to blow the bellows strong J 
Load our cannon every one, 
With strong Gunpaxvder tea. 

They'll get it strong, they need not dread, 
Sweetened well with sugar of lead; 
Perhaps it may gtt in their head, 

And spoil then: taste for tea. 
So go, &c. 

But should they set a foot on shore, 
Their cups we'd fill thtm o'er and o'er, 
Such as John Bull drank here before— 

Nice Saratoga tea. 

So go, &:c. 

Then let them come, as soon's they can ; 
They'll find us at our posts each man ; 
Their hides we will completely tan, 
Before thev get their tea. « 

CHORUS. So go and put the kettle on ; v 

Be sure to blow the bellows strong ; 
Load our cannon every one, 
"With strong Gunpowder tea. 


YE brave sons of Freedom, come join in the chorus, 
At the dangers of war don't let us repine.. 

But sing and rejoice at the prospect before uSj 
And drink it success in a bumper of wine. 
At the call of the nation, 
Let each to his station, 
And resist depredation, 
Which our country degrades ; 
Ere the confii't is over, 
Our rights we'll recover, 
Or punish whoever 
Our honor invades. 

We're abused and i 
Our rights are iufru^^^ 

Let us rouse "pgfl MTinvackd, 

And announce to ^ m 


By our navy's protection, 

We'll make our election, 

AikI in every direction, 
Our trade shall he free ; 

No BRITISH oppression, 

No Gallic aggress ion, 

Shall disturb the possession 
We claim to the sea. 

Then Columbia's ships shall sail on theoeeaa, 
And the nations of Europe respm us at last : 

Our rtnrs and our stripes shall command their devotion. 
And LIBERTY jim-h on the top of Uie mast. 
Though Bona and John Bull, 
Continue their long pull, 
Till i»mbi» ion's cup full, 
Be drained to the lees; 
By w ivlom directed, 
B> t\rant.i n sj*rn<l. 
mm prob-cted, 
Wi II traverse the seas. 

Though vile combinations to sever the Union, 
B» projected vith caution and managed with care, 

-u tors and Britons in sweetest communioa, 
i ~b< ir patriot sirtue unite and compare, 
American thundrr. 
Shall rend it asunder, 
And ae» s shall wonder, 
At th« dCMI u.- ha\e iflBC .' 
And every Tory, 

I eftfce story, 
Shall repine at the glory 
Our heroes have won. 

Let local attachments be condemned and discarded, 
Distrust and suspicion be banish* -d the mind, 
Let CTlf/OX, our safety, he ever n gurdtd. 
When improved by example, by virtue refined ; 
Our ancestors brought it, 
Our sages have taught it, 
Our WASHINGTON bought it, 
'Tis our glory and boast ; 
No factions shall ever, 
Our rovernment sever, 
But UNION forever, 
Shall be our toyjOXSl^^ 



Written for the 4th of July ', 1812. 

The last verse was added on opening the Theatre. 

I NEED not now tell what it was drove our sires 
To seek on these shores for a country and name ; 
It is very well known, and the whole world admires 
Their valor, their wisdom, their fortune, and fame. 
The name of the Hero who conquered the Ocean 
They gave to the world which his wisdom unveiled : 
Columbia /—the land of my dearest devotion ! 
Thy sons still have triumphed wherever assailed. 

Then huzza for the sons of Columbia so free ! 

They are Lords of the Soil— they'll be Lords of the Sea I 

I'll begin my chronology just at those times, sir, 
Wlien Britain with her thunder shook the sea and the land, 
And declared truth and honor were the basest of crimes, sir, 
And threatened chastisement from her mighty hand. 
But the first time she tried it, O ! dire the disgrace, sirs, 
When Percy so bold marched to Lexington plain- 
But be danced yankee doodle home, instead of chevy-chase, sirs. 
And was very glad to get back to Boston again. 

Then Huzza ! &c. 

On the seventeenth of June, in the year seventy-five, sir, 
The gallant British troops marched to take Bunker-Hill : 
O the fame of that battle must ever survive, sir, 
When courage and justice battled numbers and skill. 
There were Warren and Putnam and the brave yankee yeomen, 
They mowed down whole ranks like grass in the field. 
When their powder was gone why they beat down their foemen 
With the buts of their guns— still disdaining to yield ! 
Then Huzza i Sec. 

In the year seventy-six came the two noble brothers. 
With an Army; and fleet fit to conquer a world : 
And CornwalHs and Rawdon and Tarleton and others, 
And murder and rapine on our country were hurled. 
When the Briton in his power swore he'd soon make an end on't I 
And our troops, though indignant, step by step forted to fly— 
Then our congress declared we were free and independent, 

On the ever ever glorious fourth of July ! 

Then Huzza ! &c. 

Great Washington then like his own native Eagle, 

From the hill tops looked down on these vultures and crows : 
Jove's bin! ! armed by heaven with power more than regal, 
Descend rtl in thunder .' ai*l pounced on his foes ; 
Through the snows of December he pushed into Trenton : 
Crossed the Delaware mid*t ice and the storm's surly moan ; 


Gallant Rahl and his Germans were the prey he was bent an 
And they fell bravely fighting in a cause not their own. 
Then Huzza J &c. 

The month not yet ended when Washington again, sirs, 
Shone resplemlant in amis, and his foes fled with sliame, 
? Twas at Princeton he found them a full open plain, sirs. 
And charged like a Mars leading victory and fame ! 
The year~sevent\-siven crowned the labors of Schuyler 
When Burgoyne ami his army surrendered to Gates ; 
And Britain found that Yankees at all points could foil her. 
And her Stars shone unclouded through the United States. 
Then Huzza I &c. 

Of the many gallant actions and heroes who fell, sirs, 
Should I her* .-"make record, time and pat it nee would fail, 
Ami my song to a volume in folio would swell, sirs, 
And viill do injustice to the glorious tale. 
But I must speak of Monmouth, when Sir Harry retreating, 
F< It nil harm st cla)"s march and so mr and so hot ; 
Ami Washington again gave the rtd-coats a beating 
Till their imps gave them shelter from the damned rebel shot I 
Then Huzza ! &.e. 

It is VI iy well known in the famous year eighty, 
Hon Sumpu-r. ami Morgan, and Green l«tl the held ; 

I prelude to one still more weighty 
Which forced haughty Britain the eont« >f to yield, 
1 mean that at Yorktown where noble Cornwallis 
Surrendered an army in eight* and one, 
Ijtd Britain paid the price of her injustice and follies, 
A;*l Washington could say, M now my lahej 

Then Huzza, &cc. 

We are now, sir^, at war with the same liaughty nation, 
Our wrong-, to redress and our rights to maintain ; 
Kach son uf Colombia will soon find his station, 
And Europe be taught to respect us again. 
Here's success to our Has J ', h< n 'l meeeai to our army, 
N to the Rulers and Statesmen all round, 
All Europe united in arms cannot lu»i I 
While true Yankee l*earts in jour bosoms are found I 
Then Huzza, &c. 

On the nineteenth of August in the pn sent hit ssed year, sirs, 
Our brave Captain Hull met tne*Guerriere so proud, 
Stout Danes ner commander who had never v. 1 knew f.-ar,sirs, 
Lade his merry men stand by ami hi-, three ensigns showed. 
But our good Constitution and our brave Yankee seamen 
In less than forty minutes forafj^die Englishmen to strike ; 
All her masts by the boardjAjflHpr guns were served by i i 
And the oldest English tar^HKEeM never seen the like! 
Then Huzza ! foi tlie^HKflkiml/ia so fne, 

ore lords «»f tbdHHH^il be lords of the sea. 




A SOLDIER is the noblest name, 
Enrolled upon the list of fame, 

His country's pride and boast : 
Honor, the giorious bright reward. 
For which the hero draws his sword, 

Should ne'er be stained or lost. 
To guard our rights and liberty, 

Our duty and our care, 
The brave and worthy to respect, 
And to the verge of life protect 

The innocent and fair. 

The EAGLE towering from her nest, 
Her influence spread from East to West, 

Where Freedom soon appeared ; 
"Twas there she found her favorite son, 
Through all the world his name is known 

Great WASHINGTON revered. 
And smiling thus the gnddess spoke, 

* Columbia's sons draw near : 
A soldier's duty ne'er forget. 
Behold the bright example set, 

The school of honor's here." 



Tune, Bunker-Hill. 

WHY should vain mortals tremble at the sight of 
Death and destruction in the field of battle. 
Where blood and carnage clothe the\|ppui;d in crimson, 
Sounding^ ith death-groans. 


D-nth will invade m by (he means appointed, 
And we must nil bow to the Kingof lerron, 

Nor ain I anxious, if I am pn | 

W|Hrf nope be eoma in. 

Tnf.i.r wion ; 

Bldl IU be «|iii' t nidi r all l:is d< al i 
fining, bat top u r pi 

im— all liis v\:i>n aiv perfect; 
ThoQjfc ai'M'i a ir.g, 

. ■> in glor) on ilu - itr* I 

Stunk Mind by In 

< loiids. winch around liiiu liii [>t iuii. 

■ I 

life nj». 
\\ h. n <l ir. 

d hi OTXlfrj Jul I 

like gr.rp. -d»op. lib . 

Torturing (0 

,inr» fl^ntf a rist\ 

WaritioOo) burnt down. 

ill th< irliKir* ..w»e, 

I Li lions, 

the whirl* iud. 
M ■ ■ .; • | 
lit witli destruction, horrible to unti 
rrUiyour saiL fiUtdb} a storu 

Frnrathr din- «m 1 1 

d lovn, wiiii all it. w< ;,lh n • 

C<uicK to deftructkml 


Still shall the banner of the Kin? of Heaven, 
X- ver advance where I'm afraid to follow, 
While that precedes me, with an open bosom, 
War I defy thee. 

Fame and dear Freedom lure me on to battle. 
Whiles fell despot, grimmer than a death's head, 
Stings me with serpents, fiercer than Medusa's, 
To tlie encounter. 

Life for ray country, and the cause of freedom, 
Is but a trifle for a worm to part with, 
And if preserved in so great a contest. 

Life is redoubled. 


THE sun, emerging from his bed, 
Began to tinge the hills with red ; 

lding to the distant sight, 
The heroes brave on Bunkers Height— 
rmined to be free, or fight. 

For country's rights and Liberty. 

t WARiEX led his patriot-band 
^s nursed in freedom's land, 

Great 1 
Of heroes r 
Whose sturdy limbs, they boldly swear, 
No Tyrant's chains shall ever wear, 
Nor lordly Despots ever share 

The products of their Industry. 

Thus filled with courage— roused with ire 
Whilst indignation lends its fire, 
With hasty steps to arms they fly. 
And Britain's hosts their looks defy, 
KrsoUtd to conquer, or to die, 

Nor brook disgraceful slavery. 

Commissioned by perfidious Gage, 
The for- approaches, armed with rage — 
' Disperse, ye rebels"— loud they roar, 
Is damned**— -nor added more, 
Eat soon they shook the solid shore, 
With thunders of Artillery. 


Then WARREN snatched his shining blade ; 
But courage cool his words displayed — 
'" Your fathers' 1 voice cries from their graves, 
" My generous sons, scorn to be slaves .' 
4; Nor ever yield to royal knaves, 

Your birth-right, and your Legacy." 

Together then the armies clash, 
And lightning from thtir weapons flash- 
Now camMM roar ! and muksets blaze i 
And sheets of fire the hill displays. 
Which all the distant towns amaze ! 
So dreadful was the Scenery. 

Now blood of heroes stains the ground. 
And slaughtered ranks lie scattered round- 
Ami fiercer still the contest grows, 

s on the foes, 
And warmly every lx»som glows, 

With hopes of glorious Victory. 

Twice the Foe was put to flight, 
And. rallied U> ice, renew the fight, 
And if some God had brought supply 
Of ammunition from the sky, 
Again uVy had been forced to fly, 

B-ibre the arms of Bravery. 

"What scene* of horror and surprize. 
Now struck the wondering Britons 1 
What gvoupesof dying — wounded— 

tii plain ! 
Tin Llood streams vfarra froi • 

Of heroes, famed foe Gallantry. 

In rocky caves, and gloomy cells 
Id gaping vaults, and deep-dug \ul!s. 
They croud tlu ir dead— a piteous J.. 
Far from their native land tp 
Where widows mour i 

The effects of British i yianny. 

But WARRKN, hapless was thy doom ! 
Oi>. Bunker's Height to find a tomb ; tongue can give thee due appl 
A martyr in thy country's cause, 
A icouige to fraud and Villainy. 



LET others boast a Monarch's pride 
Surrounded by a sanguine tribe. 
A nobler tlieme mv muse shall guide— 

The deeds of the" valiant WARREN". 
When tyrant George assailed our shore, 
And thousands of his slaves sent o'er, 
With power to kill, inflict each ill, 
Our towns to burn that we might mourn, 
And make us to his sway return, 

A sway that was slavish and foreign. 

It was then our patriot hearts arose 
As one. resolving to oppose 
The progress of our cruel foes, 

And stop their wicked courses ; 
WARREN" was his country's choice, 
Called to action by its voice, 
A] >d at the word he drew his sword, 
Quit drug and pill, his post to fill , 
And takes command on Bunker's hill, 

To repel the tyrant's forces. 

Now HOW. who had the chief command 
Of George's troops within our land, 
Addresses thus his hireling band — 

•* To stand us they are not able ; 
■ Behold, he cries, the motly host. 
And quickly drive tliem from their post \ 
And as you live no quarters give, 
Mind no payer, not one spare, 
For vengeance we will have that's rare, 

And destroy every Yankee rebel." 

Then WARREN, with undaunted breast, 
As up the hill the enemy pressed, 
With Itonest pride these words expressed, 

As lie viewed the British banners— 
" Out flag unfurled we'll let tliem see 
Our motto's Death or Liberty ; 
In Frtredom's name my friends take aim, 
! Tis my desire, as the} come nigher, 
That no man throw away his fire ; 

And we'll teach those red-coats manners, 

" Remember well the wrong? we've bote, 
See Boston's streets deluged with gore, 
;ce banished from our shore 
By the minions of Corruption ; 

I 2 


Behold our wives, who injured are, 
And hear the moans of all ihe fair; 
Our old men killed, our prisons tilled, 
Our dwellings fired, our trade o 
Such deeds our patriot-hearts inspired, 
1 1 v.ii let's give tlitm a warm reception.' 

Then won a dreadful cannonade 
"Was from the British foices ])layed ; 
lint whenootne » > our pallia. tie' 

. received the American thunder ; 
Winged with death our bullets flew, 
d that each its object knew ; 
With our good aim no shot was vain, 

rand we spread with heaps of dead, 
The living in a panic fled, 
Which made those Britons wonder. 

But tw ice again they us attack, 
And twice ap'.in we drive them back, 
But too soon p ow d er we did lack, 

Or we'd killed every soldier of Britain. 
-*.h a cursed unlucky shot, 
KEN in a vital spot, 
" I fall, cried he, for Liberty, 
. m.\ country will soon befreed' ? — 
icd the gallant WARREN. 


1 01 I) howled the storm, dark gloomed the night, 
'I he clouded stars del ied their light, 

To those, who to the bloody fight, 

Advanced in darkness silently. 

No noisy drum alarmed the ear, 
No trumpet broke the silence drear, 
Nor e'en a footstep could you hear, 

A« slow tliey moved, and warily. 

Quebec, thy towering ramparts high, 
That night liad doomed in flames to he, 
Had not the terrors of the sky, 

Opposed thy foemen's bravery. 

Now dreary silence is no more, 
Karth shakes beneath the cannon's roar, 
Tfet spoUess slows are limned with gore, 
And carnage riots horribly. 


The gloomy face of murky night. 
Is lammed by the streams of light, 
1 hat upwards from the field of tight, 

Gleamed in the black sky fearfully. 

Alas ! ye brave, your home again 
Ye ne'er "shall see-^-for on the plain 
The flower of your force lies slain, 

And Britain shouts triumphantly. 

Ah ! whence tliat loud and piercing yell ! 
'Twas Freedom, when her hero fell ; 
A bullet winged by fiends of hell, 

Has slain the flower of chivalry. 

Though he is doomed to perish here, 
Though humble is the warrior's bier, 
Yet moistened by a soldier's tear, 

lis" Dame shall live eternally. 



ON Christmas day, in '76 ; 
Our ragged troops'with bayonets fixed, 
For Trenton marched a^ ay — 

The Delaware see, the boats below. 
The light obscured by hail and snow, 
But no symptoms of dismay. 

Our object was the Hessian band, 
That dared to invade fair freedom's land, 
And quarter in that place — 

Great WASHINGTON he led us on, 
"With ensigns streaming with renown, 
"Which ne'er had known disgrace. 

In silent march we passed the night, 
Each soldier panting for the fight. 
Though quite benumbed with frost— 
GREENE on the left, at six began. 
The right was with brave SULLIVAN, 
"Who in battle no time lost. 

Their Pickets stormed, the alarm was spread, 
That rebels risen from the dead, 
Were marching into town- 
Some scampei-ed here, some scampered there, 
And some for action did prepare, 
But soon their arms laid down. 


Twelve hundred servile miscreants, 
With all their colors, guns and tuns. 
Wei^e trophies of the day— 

The frolic o'er, the bright canteen, 
In cent iv, front and rear was seen, 
Driving fatigue away. 

Now brothers of the patriot bands 
Let's sing our safe deliverance 
From arbitrary iway— 

And a* life you know is but a span, 
Let's loach the tankard while we can, 


Tune, Yankee Doodle. 

HISTORIANS to the young relate, 

What many old rt-nuinU i , 
Tliat h rt the Hessians met their fate, 
The tuentv-si\th December* 

CHORUS," Yankee doodle— one and all 

.loin in the joyful chorus, 

l I '.Id and' young, and great and small 

lUvtre a day so glorious. 

Long had relent lr ss war been waged 

Against our infant nation, 
And famine, fire and iword engaged 

To work our subjugation. 

Yankee doodle, e*c. 

Our Army,rtakK!. famished, faint, 

Outnumben-d ami defeated, 
From rx)->t to post, hy dire constraint, 

Indignantly retreated. 

Yankee doodle, &c. 

The foe, more fierce and furious grown, 

Like raging wolves pursued tliem, 
Till safely o'er the Delaware thrown, 

Its ]>atriot waves rescued them. 

Yankee doodle, 8cc. 

There WASHING-TON, with mind serene. 

The mighty plan projected, 
Which shifted suddenly the scene, 

And brighter days reflected. 

Yankee doodle. &o 


Collecting all his scattered force 

To deal the deathful blow, sir, 
Towards Trenton back he bends his course, 

To seek the haughty foe, sir. 

Wmnkm doodle, &c. 

'Tis night, when Delaware's frozen stream, 
Receives the adventurous band, sir, 

And day's first light begins to gleam, 
Before; they reach the strand, sir. 

Yankee doodle, &c. 

Formed in two columns, on they push, 
Each by a Afferent way, sir ; 

One instant sees both columns rush. 
To rouse the deadly fray, sir. 

Yankee doodle, Sec. 

The out-guards fly the whizzing storm 

In fearful consternation ; 
Their drowsy comrades hear the alarm, 

In stupid desperation. 

Yankee doodle, &c, 

In vain Kniphausen, Rosberg, Rahl, 

Attempt their troops to rally ; 
Back in disorder still they fall, 

Each unsuccessful sally. 

Yankee doodle, &c. 

In vain for flight they spread their wings, 

On eveiy side sun oui ided ; 
Erx-h effort new disaster bri 

Confusion worse confounded. 

Yankee doodle, &c. 

Rahl bites the dust among the slain. 

His followers ituew the field, si.-. 
Till huddled up on yonder p] 

The vanquished veterans yield, sir, 
j doo-Jle, Sec. 

Now through the dark and dreadful cloud 
?htly beams abrocvi 
The sun of our salvation. 

Yankee doodle. Sec. 

Then let this day lie set apart, 
To gratitude and gladness : 
Lit grief be banished every heart, 

'of sadness. 
Yankee doodle, Sec. 


And while we chant our songs so high < 

'.Mid joys our Sires obtained us, 
Let's swear to tight, to bleed, to die, 
To guard the Rights they gained us. 

CHORUS, Yankee doodle-one and all 

Join in the joyful chorus, 

\a t old ai>d young and great and small, 

Revere a day so glurious. 


S'IKRN winter scowled along the plain, 
And ruthless Bonus urged amain 

ni> Bcree impetuous course ; 

[a i. - the watery regions bound, 
The torrent's foaming rage confound 
And stop its boisterous force. 

While hostile bands their rights invade, 
Columbia's sons in tents were laid, 

And winter's hlasts defied : 

.|>i>al,no dangers fright, 
"Whilst freedom'! sacred cause they fight, 

And Washington's their guide. 

While slumbers sealed the hero's eyes, 
He saw a godlike form arise, 

Like martial Pallas drest ; 
'I was LIBERTY, celestial maid ! 
In all her golden charms arrayed, 

The Goddess stood confessed. 

My son, she cried, the Gods above, 
Thy country's sacral cans;- approve, 

And on thy virtues smile ; 
Though proud oppression waste the land. 
Yet freedom purchased by thy hand, 

Shall soon reward thy toil. 

Lo! where Britannia's banners riv., 
In awful pomp awd brave the skies, 

ilting o'er the land ; 
Her haughty legions soon shall ft».l, 
The force of thine avenging steel, 
And this thy chosen band. 


Though veterans compose their train, 
And ten-fold legions till the plain, 

To martial deeds inured ; 
Undaunted rise and take the field, 
For liberty shall lend her shield 

And vie'tory her sword. 

Up rose the chief, at the command, 
And strait convened his faithful band, 

Inspired by freedom's lore ; 
Egyptian darkness veiled the night, 
But liberty's celestial light 

Their footsteps went before. 

Where Princeton rears the muses' seat, 
In arms the hostile legions met, 

Ami fate upheld the scale ; 
Forth rushed the blazing orb of light, 
To add new glories to the sight, 

When freedom's so: s assail. 

Tike Mars Columbia's hero stood : 

Her haughty foes were drenched in blood, 

Or «hunned thedoubtful fight ; 
Whilst Britons shame and grief confound. 
Fair liberty the victors crowned 

With honors ever bright. 

Henceforth the grateful muse shall twine 
Her annual wreath at Freedom's shrine, 

The hero's brow to grace ; 
By whose victorious arm restored. 
No more she flies the hostile sword, 

But hails her native piace. 

And still %\ith the revolving year, 
land shall the muse prepare, 

To deck her MERCER's urn ; 
While freedom fills the trump of fame, 
Columbia shall revere his name, 

His fate her sons shall mourn. 


REMEMBER the glories of Patriots brave, 
Thn * the days of the Heroes are o'er : 

it to their com. try and cold in thtir grave,' 
Tiity rt turn to their kindred »o more. 


Those stars of the field, which in victory poured 

Their beams on the little, are set, 
But enough of their glory remains on each sword 


Walloomsack ! when nature embellished the tint 

Of thy fields and thy mountains so fair, 
Did she* ever intend that a tyrant should print 

The footsteps of slavery there ! 
No— freedom ! whose smiles we shall never resign, 

Told those who invaded our plains, 
That 'tis iweeter to bleed for an age at thy shrine, 

Than sleep but a moment in chains. 

Forget not the chieftain of Hampshire, who stood 

In the day of dittoes* by oar tide — 
Nor the Heroes w bo nourished' the fields w ith that blood* 

Nor the rights tlu y teemed as they died. 
The ran, that now blesses our e yea with his light, 

Saw the Martyrs of Liberty ihtin ; 
Oh let him not blush when he leaves us to night 

To find tliat they/ell there in vain : 


AS Jack the king\ commander, 

Was going to his duty, 
Through all the croud be smiling bowed, 

To every blooming beauty. 

The city rung of feats he'd done, 

In Portugal and Fiandeis, 
And all the town thought he'd be crowned 

Tlie first of Alexandria. 

To Hampton court he first repairs, 

To kiss great George's hand, sir. 
And to harangue o'er state affairs. 

Before he left the land, sir. 

The lower house sat mute as mouse, 

To hear his grand oration, 
Whilst all the peers with loudest cheers. 

Proclaimed him through the nation. 

Then straight he went to Canada, 

Next to Ticonderoga, 
And leaving those away he goes, 

Straight way to Saratoga. 


With grand parade his march he made, 

To gain his wished for station, 
Whilst far and wide his minions hied, 

To spread his proclamation. 

To all his ready offers made. 

Of pardon or submission. 
Lest cruel bands should waste the lands, 

Ot all in opposition. 

But ah ! the cruel fate of war, 

This boasted son of Britain, 
When mounting his triumphal car, 

With sudden fear was smitten. 

The sons of freedom gathered round, 

Their hostile bands confounded, 
And when they would liave turned their backs', 

They saw themselves surrounded. 

In vain they fought, in vain they fled, 

Their chief, humane and tender, 
To save the r^-st soon thought it best, 

His forces to surrender. 

Thus may America's brave sons, 

With honor be rewarded. 
And be tl»e fate of all our foes, 

The same as here recorded. 


BY K. H. ESQ, 

Tune, Trie Tempest. 

WHILST in peaceful quarters King, 
We indulge the glass till late, 
Far remote the thought of dvinp. 
Hear, my friends, the soldier'sTate : 
From the summer's sun hot beaming 
Where yon dust e'en clouds the skies, 
To the plains, where heroes bleeding. 
Shouts and dying groans arise. 



Halt ! halt ! halt ! form every rank her* 
Mark yon dust that climbs bV 
I o the trout close up the long rear,, 
Bq tli. « iicniy is njgh ; march at proper distance, 
Cover close each rank and f" le. 

They will make a hold reststi 
II. n mj bdl is gallant toil. 

any ilumbef 

RuiiM-d td I 

Waked to pleasures \\ithont number, 

mil lx)SOll:S |)l(,Vf i 

n P.. Ika a*s tluasaier, 

iron storm, 

t!»< lu Id wild stalks pale wonder, 
II rui, 
To tin.- I< it display that rol 
Front, halt, flhn »,he bald and brave, 

Mark in ail ran tu ry \.,lun •-, 
^ li- 

< »jh- ram ;»>.\< s. quick, be ready, 
■ bobi gain the hill, 


'he dismal cannon roaring 
i. rror t<> the soUt, 

; fi fast jwuring. 

■ !.• ; 


Cloodf mlpliureoui I 

iid on high .' 
Krm, my lads, who bnraki the line thus? 
(>h ! ran hn • Id, 

Glorio us dancer nam eombtnri bs, 

|Ull ll»e field. 

tear each gun dismounted ; 
• :« breath and brisk advance, 
AM your former acts recounted, 

..ay's merit skill e n h an c e * 

h ;lf choaktd with dust and powder 
j throbs each hunting vt -in ; 
din of arms grow * louder, 
Ah ! what beapa of brroi 1 slain ; 

ide flashing, 
How each folley rthas the g'loom , 

mnpet, ah! wliat clashing, 
Man and horse ucw lut-et their tiuoio ; 


Brarely done, each gallant soldier, 
AW11 sustained this "heavy fire ; 
Alexander ne er was bolder, 
Now by regiments retire. 
See our second line moves on us, 
Ope your columns, give them way, 
Heaven perhaps may smile upon us, 
These may yet regain €he day. 

Now our second line engaging, * 
Charging close, spreads carnage round, 
Fierce revenge aixl fury raging, 
Angry heroes bite the ground. 
The souls of brave men here expiring 
Call for vengeance e'en in death. 
Frowning still, the dead, the dying, 
Threaten with their latest breath. 

To the left obliquely flying, 

Oh ! be ready, level well, 

Who could think of e'er retiring, 

See my lads those vollies tell. 

Ah ! by heavens our dragoons flying, 

How the squadrons till the plain, 

Check them, boys, ye fear not dying, 

Sell your lives, nor fall iu vain. 

Now our left flank they are turning, 
k Carnage is but just begun ; 
* Desperate now. 'tis useless mourninj, 
Farewd friends, adieu the sun ; 
Fixed to die, we scorn retreating, 
To the shock our breusts oppose. 
Hark the shout, the signal beating, 
See with bayonets they close : 

Front rank charge, the rear make ready, 

Forward march, reserve your fire, 

Now present, fire brisk, be steady, 

March, march, see their lines retire ; 

Ou their left our light troops dashing, 

Now our dragoons charge the rear, 

Shout! huzza! what glorious clashing, 

They ran, they run, nence banish fear.. 

Now the toil and danger's over. 

Dress alike the wounded brave, 
Hope again inspires the lover, 

Old and young forget the grave. , 
Seize the canteen, poise it higher, 

Rest to each^irave soul that fell, 
Death for this is ne'er the nigher. 
Welcome mirth, and fe*r f'areweL 



Tuiie,— — Hearts of tempered sice I. 
COME all ye hearts of tempered steel, 
Come quit vour girls and forms, 
Your sports, your plays, your holidays, 
And hasten to yuur arms. 

And to conquest we will go, we'll go, well 50, 
And a soldiering we will go. 

For a soldier is a gentleman, 
His honor is his life, 
A iid he that wont stand to his post. 
Will ne'er stand L>y his wife. 
And to conquest, &.c. 

Since love and honor are the same, 
so near allied. 
I iiut jw iilier can « xist alone, 
But flourish side by side, 

Then to conquest, &c. 

Then farewel sweet-hearts for a whilf , 
Te pretty girls, udi. 

And when wt've drove the British dug*. 
We'll kiss it out w ith you. 

And to conquest, &c. ^ 

In shady tents, by purling streams, 
With hearts both firm and free, 
We'll cha*e the carts of life awiv. 
With »onp> of LIBERTY. 
AjkI to coafoest, &cc. 

No foreign power shall make us slaves, 
No British tj rant rtrign, 
'T\»as iirffprnrtrnrw made us free, 
And freedom we'll maintain. 
And to conquest, &g. 

We'll charge the foe from pest to post, 
Attack their walls and lines. 
And by some wiles ai»d stratagems, 
We'll make thtm all BurgoyEes. 
And to conquest, &c. 

And when the war is. over, boys, 
We'll set us down ax ease. 
We'll plow, we'll sow, we'H reap, we'll mow, 
And do just as we please. 

And to conquest, &tc. 


The rising world -will talk of u?, 
A thousand years to come. 
And children to their children tell, 
What wooden we have done. 
And to conquest, 6cc. 

Then lionest fellows here's my hand, 
My very heart and soul, 
Be ours the JOYS of LIBERTY, 
Good FORTUNE and the BOWL. 

And to conquest we will go, we'll go, we'll go, 

Aiid a soldiering we will go. 

How stands the Glass around* 

HOW stands the glass around ? 
For shame ye take no care, my boy?, 

Howstand3 the glass around ? 

Let mirth and wine abound, 

The trumpets sound, 
The colors they are fb'ing, boy*, 

To fight, kill, or wound, 

May we still be found 

• Content with our hard fate, my boyi, 
On the cold ground. 

Why. soldiers, why ? 
Should we be melancholy, boys I 

Why, soldiers, why ? 

Whose busines> 'tis to die I 

What, sighing ? fie! 
Don't fear, drink on, be jolly, boy? * 

'Tis he, you or I ! 
• Cold, hot, wet. or dry. 
We're always bound to follow, boy-", 

And scorn to fly ! 

'Tis but in vain,— 
I mean not to upbraid you boys,— 

'Tis but in vain, 

Fjoc soldiers to complain r 

Should lHrxt campaign 
Send us to Him who made us, boys, 

We're free from pain ! 

But if we remain. 
A bottle and kind landlady 
> Cure all again. 

K 2 



Tune, Darky's. 

bOUL of Columbia, quenchless spirit come, 

Unroll thy stajKtard to the sullen sky, 
Bind on thy war-robes, lieat the furious drum, 

Rouse, rouse thy lion heart, and fire thy eagle eye- 
Dost thou not hear the hum of gathering Mar; 
' Dost thou not know 
The insidious foe 
Yokes her gaunt wolves, and mounts her midnight car. 

Dost thou not hear thy tortured seamen's cries, 
Poor hapless souls in British dungeons laid ; 
Toward too tiny turn their dim imploring eyes : 
Alas ! they sink-— and no kind hand to aid. 
Thou dost, and every son of thine 

Shall rest in guilty peace Du more, 
"With nolle nee they punt to join, 
Tin canflirtii heat, the battle's roar. 
J'ouse to the temp st, let thy banners fly, 
Boote, rouse thv liou lieart, and fire thy eagle eye. 


HOW blest the life a soldier leads, 
tow D to country ranging, 
the halt, the march succeeds, 
Our toil delight* by changing. • 
i booell cannons mar along the field. 

And comrades bleed beside us. 
Our hearts aj x- 1 ike our bayonets steeled, 
Th» s- dangers neTn r fright us. 
Should fresh troubles come, we'll take •jword and gun, 

If the enemy attack, we'll not heed 'em, 
Bui prime, load ajid fire, and charge as they come nigher, 
'Twas the way our brother soldiers gained their freedom. 

Our country's call we will obey, 

Til what we take dt light in ; 
Although we're snug at home to-day, 

To-morrow we may be fighting. 
Should foreign troops invade our land, „ 

We'll welcome them on shore, sir; 
Americans they can't v\ ithstand ; 

\ he> well knew this before, sir. 


The drum beats alarms, we appear with our arms, 
Though the eneiny advance we'll not heed 'em ; 

We'll inarch till we meet, then, we'll make them retreat. 
'Tis the way we'll support the cause of freedom. 

Returning home with cheerful hearts, 

Our friends delighted greet us ; 
Presenting us with flowing bowls, 

The pretty lasses meet us ; 
Their smiles . my lads, drive off dull care, 

And banish every sorrow ; 
We'll drink, and daiice, and laugh and sing, 

And take our rest to-morrow. 
Then drink round my boys, 'tis the first of our joys. 

May we have our arms and courage when we need 'era, 
To prime, load, and fire— so we'll raise our fame still higher, 
And support our constitution, and our freedom, 


COME, ye lads who wish to shine 

Bright in future story, 

Haste to arms and form the line, 

That leads to martial glory. 

CHORUS. Beat the drum, the trumpet sound, 

Manly and united, 

Danger face, maintain your ground, 

And see your country righted. 

Columbia, when the Eagle's roused, 
And her flag is rearing, 
Will always find her sons disposed" 
To drub the foe that's daring. 

Beat the drum, 8cc. 

Hearts of oak around our coast, 
Pour your naval thunder, 
"While on shore a mighty host 
Shall strike the world with wonder. 
Beat the drum, &c. 

Haste to Quebec's tow "ring walls 
Through the British regions, 
Hark ! Montgomery's spirit calls, 
Drive the hostile legions. 

Beat the dram, See. 


Honor for the brave to share, 
Is the noblest hooty, 
Guard your rights, protect the fair, 
For that's a soldier s duty. 

Beat the drum, &cc. 

Charge the musket, point the lane", 
Brave the worst of dangers ; 
Tell to Britain and to France, 
That we to fear art strangers. 
CHORUS. Beat the drum, the trumpet sound, 

Manly and united, 

Danger face, maintain your ground. 

And see your country righted. 


COMRADES .'—Follow my advice, 

Learn with skill to draw a trigger ; 
Aukwanl men are weak as .nice. 
Dextrous mm beat two men bigger! 
Scie n ce in war conducts to nunc : 

Clumsy r< imparts rose atjirjt 

Foiling captains brave and witty : 
Rainpfirts rime explode in dust ; 
Miners take the strongest city. 

Science in war conducts to fame : 
Minerva wins Bellona** game. 

An ignorant ■oldict plays the dolt. 
A veteran doubts hit upp»T story, 
In battle smiles to see him bolt ; 
Tactics lend the brave to glory ! 

Science in war conducts to fame :— 
Minerva a ins Btllona's game. 

Courage may be very fine, 

STEEL is tough, though not a hatchet ; 
Grve it SHAPE and EDGE to shine, 
Clumsy ma litis never match it. 

Science in war conducts to fame :— 
Minerva wins Beliona's garoe# 


Martial science would you know ? 

Mind your leader— bold your prattle ; 
Discipline must guide the blow 
That decides your country's battle. 
Science in war conducts to fame : 
Minerva wins Bellona's game. 


HOW glorious the death for our country to die, 
When vanquished, when fallen, are her foes J 

On victory's soft bosom the hero shall lie, 
And sink in her arms to repose I 

1 ho' low in the dust his proud spirit expires, 

The dust by his bleeding form pressed ; 
•Tis glory his soul's last emotion that fires, 

And beats the last throb of his breast. 

Immortal shall bloom each bright wreath of bis fam^ 

•Tis valor's illustrious meed ; 
Lisping infants shall sigh as they murmur bis name, 

And learn for their country to bleed. 

AVith tears shall fond beauty his ashes bedetr, 

And breathe a soft sigh o'er his breast ; 
Shall seek the first roses bis grave to bestrew, 

And guard the lone spot of his rest. 

Hence ! cowards ! who wake not to freedom *s loud call I 

Hence ! seek an inglorious grave I 
Those only who dare for their country to fall— 

Those only shall sleep with the brave ! 



WHEN cannons roar, when bullets fly, 
And shouts and groans affright the sky, " 
Ami J the battle's dire alarms, 
1*11 think, my Mary, on thy charms. 

The crimson field, fresh proof shall yield, 

Of thy fond soldier's love ; 
And thy dear form, in battle's storm, 
His guardian angel prove. 


Should dangers thicken all around, 
And dving warriors strew the ground — 
In varied shapes should death appear, 
Thy fancud form my soul sliall cheer. 
The crimson field, &c. 

And uhen loud cannons cease to roar, 
And when the tlin of battle's o'er. 
When Hie retimed from war's alarms, 
O iheu I'll feast on Mary's charms. 
In ecstasy, I'll fly to thee— 

My anient passion prove : 
Left glory's field, my life I'll yield, 
To all the joys of love. 


TOO soon, my dear Sophia, pray take this kind adieu, 
Oh! lo\e. thy pains how bitter, thy jo\ show short, how few ; 
>.'«> mere the* eyes so killing, that gentle glance repeat, 
Nor bosom gently swelling, with love's soft tumults beat. 

Two passions strongly pleading, my doleful heart divide, 
l,o ! there*! my country hleediag, and' here*! my weeping bride. 
Wut know th] faithful lover, can true to either prove, 
"War fires ray veins all over, while every pulse beats love. 

Bfhere gl<.r\ leadj me, or points the dangerous way, 
Though cowanl love upbraid* me, >-t honor bids obey, 
But honor*! I- loo oft thy swain reprove, 

And whisp.i fume w ith glory, ah ! what is that to love. 

Thea think when-Yr I wander, througii parts by sea or land, 
No distant hem can moder, \\hat mutual love has joined, , 

Kind h. -a veil the biave requiting, shall safe thy swain restore, 
And raptures crown the meeting, tl*at love ne'er feii before* 


THE trumpet sounds, my country calls, 

A hostile band her shores invade ; 
I go to brave these camion balls, 

Aiid dye, in blood, my battle blade 1 


© Mai y ! gentle and sincere, 

Weep not, I pray, when thus we part ; 
Wipe from your eye the tender tear, 

And banish sorrow from your heart. 

•For should I, coward like, await 

The foe's approach in martial pride. 

And see him fcftfee our farm-house gate, 

With lust and rapine by his side— 

I could not bear the keen rebuke 
Thy screams would speak in that dread hour ; 

I could not bear thy helpless look 

When struggling with their ruffian power. 

No ! bring my war-horse — 1*11 away, 
And meet the invader! on the strand ; 

And they shall surrly rue the day 
They dared upon our coast to land. 

O ! there will be a gallant host 
Of freedom's sons arrayed in £s;ht, 

And I will seek the blcxxliest post, 
And combat with a giant'smight. 

But weep not. Mary, if I fall, 
Nor heave thy bosom with a sigh ; 

II Death is the common lot of all," 
•Tis for MY COUNTRY I shall die. 

And teach our little darling boy, 

That lite is not with slavery wed 
Teach him to yield it op with joy. 

At freedom's call on honor's' bed. 

Tt 11 him 'twas thus our heroes fought ; 

And, Mary, be thou sure to tell 
Our little one. that thus he ought 

To tight— for thus his father fell ! 


GO. friend of my bosom, the trumpet's shrill cry, 

Has summoned the soldier to arms ; 
With patriot valor each bosom beats high, 

And freedom her votaries warms. 


Sliall I, while my country is bleeding, recline 

On the bosom of indolent ease ! 
No, no ; in her cause, even thee I resign, 

Though nought but thy presence can please. 

Go, dearer than life to thy Caroline's heart, 

The din of the battle's begun ; 
Go, share in each danger a valorous part, 

And fight till the victory is won. 

The cherub of safety before thee shall fly, 

Ami shelter the brave with her wing ; 
And mercy shall guard thee when danger is nigh, 

And thee to my bosom shall bring. 

And think not, dear youth, for thy absence I'll moan. 

Or weep when I bid thee adieu ; 
I'll twine the bright chapltt to greet thy return, 

And live, dearest soldier, for you. 

Thy country has called thee, the mandate obey, 

Oh ! snatch not anotlier adieu ; 
Tb» ii k 1*11 nipprrw— jtlhwt soldier, away ! 

I live for iny country and you. 


niK moon was fresh, and pure the gale, 
Wben Mary from Ikt cot a rover, 

Plucked many a wild rose from the vale, 
To bind the temples of her lovtr. 

As near her little farm she strayed, 

When birds of love were ever pairing, 

She saw her William in the shade. 
The arms of ruthless war preparing. 

She seized his hand, and ah ! she cried, 
Wilt thou, to war and camps a stranger, 

Desert thy faithful Mary's side. 
And bare thy life to every danger .' 

Yet go, brave vouth .' to arms away ! 

My maiden hands for fight shalfdress tl e\ 
And wben the drum heats far away, 

I'll drop a silent tear and bless thee. 


The bugles through the forest wind, 
The woodland soldiers call to battle, 

Be some protecting angel kind, 
And guard thy life when cannons rattle. 

She said— and as the rose appears, 
In sun-shine when the storm is over, 

A smile beamed sweetly through her tears. 
The blush of promise to her lover. 


FAREWEL thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies, 
Now gay with the broad setting sun ; 
Farewel love and friendship ye deal tender ties ; 
Our race of existence is run ; 

Thou grim king of terrors, thou life's gloomy foe, 
Go, frighten the coward and slave ; 
Go, teach them to tremble, fell tyrant ! but know 
No terrors bast thou for the brave. 

Thou strikest the poor peasant— he sinks in the dark, 
Nor saves e'en the wreck of a name ; 
Thou strikest the young hero— a glorious mark, 
He falls in the blaze of his fame J 

In fields of proud honor— our swords in our hands. 
Our Freedom and country" to save — 
While victory shines on life's ebbing sands, 
O I who would not die with the brave ? 


HARK ! the drum— the bugle sounds ! 

Rouse to arms ye spirits brave ! 
Hark— the warning notes resound ; 

See, the signal banners wave .' 

Hearts that feel, and breasts that glow, 
' f is your country bids you rise ; 

Tours the glory— yours the foe — 
Raise your eagle to the skies ! 



Yt s ! no more by cobwebs bound, 
Shall her wings be vainly spread ; 

She shall scorn to creep tlie ground ; 
She shall now exalt her head I 

Proudly she ascends the sky. 
In a blaze of wrath rem wed ; 

shall her shafts surcease to fly, 
Till her foes are all subdued ? 

Lightning from her eye shall dart, 
Sweeping o'er the swelling Hood, 
II pi. roe tin- Lion's heart — 
She shall drink the bullock's blood ! 

i ! on the briny waves. 
Where we're safE n<\ much and long j 
Where our bre t h ren groan m sh unt- 
-■ the wrung. 

: on the blood stained soil. 
Where our fathers fought of old ; 
rbere will we renew the toil — 

1 Ik re erect tiie standanl bold ! 

'anners now appear ! 
To that standard then n pair ; 
Far away he dastard i 

Form a breasted bulwark thl 

For our sweetluarts— ehihin n— w faef, 
- rall> in our might ; 
• :r liberty and li 
I. t us join the glorious fight ! 

MM — a milky heart, 
Curdling at the thought of death 
Shrinking from a valiant pari, 
To prolong a puny breath ? 

. n, coward! slave, retire; 
Thou shall forfeit virtue*! 

Cold contempt — unblest d<sir«\ 

Shall reward inglorious toil! 
that beat at honor's call, 
it g for jour country's woe— 
Jora the contrst, one and all ; 
Hurl your thunders on the foe .' 

Like a mighty torrent roll, 
Watevt which combine their I 

»V1k> shall thtn the wrath cone 
Can I 


O ! the laurels that are spread 
O'er the fallen hero's grave ; 

And the tears by virtue shed. 
In remembrance of the brave ! 

O ! for beauty's virgin smile, 
Which returning victors meet ! 

Sacred wreaths for glorious toil I 
These are inspirations sweet ; 

Sons of Freedom ! march away I 

Valor pants with every breath- 
Bums impatient for the frav ; 
Now for VICTORY or DEATH ! 


THE tocsin has sounded— the bugle has blown, 

And rapid as lightning the rumor has flown, 

That prepared to defend our Heaven-blessed soil, 
Our country to save and proud tyrants to foil. 
We submit without murmur to danger and toil. 

Haste thee, Warrior, haste !— it is thy country's call, 

Let ik) doubt, no regret, thy courage appal ; 

Hark ! the eat-piercing fife and the harsh-rolling drum, 
Whilst they thrill through thine ears, to thy heart they cry 

u come," 
And compel thee to leave thy ever-dear home* 

What magic's contained in that dear little name, 
Than conquest much sweeter, much brighter than fame ! 
Yes ! that dear little spot ! ever green in his mind, 
The soldier no truer inducement need find, 
Than to think that he conquers for those left behind* 

The icar-tvhoop is LIBERTY. Speak, Warrior, speak ! 
What blanches the hue on thy sun-embrowned cheek ? 

Is \tfear '—Blast the thought, the proud Veteran cries ; 
Ah ! look at that female, whose heart-rending sighs 
Drive the hue from my cheek and the tear from mine eyes- 
Noble Warrior, yes ! we allow thy appeal, 
And believe thee more brave, as we see thou canst feel ; 
Cheer up, tender heart, cease the mandate to mourn, 
Crowned with laurels thy soldier again will return, 
And the flame of his GLORY still brighter shall burn * 




GO where glory waits thee, 
But while fame elates thee, 

Oh ! still remember me. 
AVhen the praise thou meetest, 
To thine ear is sweetest, 

Oh .' then remember me. 

Other arms may press thee, 
Dearer friends caress thee, 
All the joys tliat bless thee, 

Sweeter far may be. 
But when friends are nearest, 
And when joys are dearest, 

O i then remember me. 

When at eve. thou rovest 
By the star thou loveit, 

O ! then remember me. 
Think, when borne retnrning. 
Briirht we've seen it burning, 

Oh I thus remember me. 

Oft as summer closet, 
Wben thine eye reposes 
On its lingering roses 

Once so loved by thee, 
Think of her who wore, them, 
ll< r who made thee love them, 

O ! then remember me. 

When around thee dying 
Autumn leaves are lying 

O ! then remember me. 
And, at night when gazing 
On the gay hearth blazing 

Oh! still remember me. 

Then should music stealing 
All tlie soul of feeling, 
To thy heart appealing, 

Draw one tear from thee, 
Sbquld recollection bring thee 
Strains I used to sing thee, 

O ! then remember me. 



SOLDIER, hear that solemn call ! 
>T j t/ue heart it can appal ; 
Hmar bids you take the rleld— 
To her dictates only yield '. 

Who is he so base to pause 
In his country's sacred cause ? 
'T was not so your lathers fought, 
" I was not thus their sons they taught ! 

Hark • your sirts— " Go, go my sen, 
" Go where Glory may be won, 
" Seek it in the embattled plain, 
: " Fi 6 ht, nay DIE the palm to gain."' 

By the pride of ancient days — 
By the's well won praise — 
By your country's dearest right — 
Soldier— Soldier— dare the fight ! 

By the Patriots now at rest 
(In their country's praises blest) 
By your WASHINGTON'S dread might, 
Soldier— Soldier— dare the fight ! 

Europe's tigers, red with blood, 
Like an overwhelming flood, 
On our peaceful, blissful shore, 
Would the tide of ruin pour I 

'Tis a convvon cause we try, 
'Tis H nor— Fa me, and Liberty .' 
lis Li;-, 'tis Heme, and all things : 
God of Hosts, in mercy hear ! 

See your Western Brethren bleed, 
British gold has done the derd ; 
Child ajxl Mother, Son and Sire, 
the tomahawk e.xpire. 

Soldier, Life is but a clay, 
Transient as the sunny ray — 
Would you fill a eoward's grave, 
This evanescent good to save 

Y t 'midst battle's wild alarm?, 

- the clattering din of arms, 

Let Pity move— lrt BSefcy spare — 

lis thy Brother meets thee th~r?. 

I- 3 


Nor comes he there thy foe by choice- 
Listen then to Mercy's voice ! 
Cherish love's benignant glow, 
'Midst the scenes of death and woe. 

He who sees a sparrow fall, 
Bed tlkee prompt at duty's call- 
He wlio numbers every hair, 
God gf Battks, guards thee there- 
Till Victory, espousing Peace, 
Shall bid contending armies cease .' 


"WAR, demon of destruction fell, 
Now mounts his iron rapid car, 
Invoking with infernal yell, 
Mis furious powers from afar ; 
Oo, bid the bolts of carnage roar 
. douson Columbia's shore. 

Lo! Erin's sons reply, 
Terne's sons ihy menace scorn, 
/erne's dauntless sor.s are bora 

To conquer or to die. 

Haik I hark ! the murdering cannons roar, 
l'he trumjH t routes all to arms— 
\rise, ye brave of Erin's shore, 
\rise and neet fell war's alarms : 
• r\ bn-ast with valor glow, 
And Iwav. ly met the common foe, 

See. s<e the Britons nigh ; 
Columbia calls— tl>e foe despise— 
My darling not, ■ be an*. 

To conquer or to die. 

Mark, how the ensanguined plains along. 
With fury beaming from their eye*, 
Thvsons.'O Erin, gladly throng, 
While shouts of glory rend the skies. 
I li. -r trusty rirles poised in air, 
Well polkkedaa their shoulders glare, 

And august banners fly— 
Now smoke deprives the day of light. 
1 hy heroes nobly close the fight, 

To conquer or \odifi* 


See ! how they glare with martial pride, 
While jarring; peals assail their ear ; 
No move the haughty foes deride, 
lerne't heroes, void of fear — 
But ^sping 'niidst huge heaps of siain, 
Inglorious fall upon the plain, 

Or for protection fly- 
See ! how they rush with shrieks of woe ; 
See ! how the brave pursue their foe, 

To conquer or to die* 

Thy heroes now with vietory bound, 
And shouts of glory meet the sky, 
O I let thy hills and vales resound 
The Patriots' dirge who nobly die— 
Columbia soothe their noble breast, 
And fondly sink them into rest ; 

For you they bleeding lie ; 
Thev fought, big with pure freedom's lore, 
And" for thv GLORY fighting, strove 



SONS of valor ! Fathers hoary ! 

Ye who boast Columbia's name, 
Rise to deeds of w ar and glory, 

Rise, avenge our injured fame ! 

Happy land ! by heaven protected .' 

Sweet assyluxn of the oppressed ; 
Here liberty her throne erected. 

Here Science, Virtue. Freedom rest. 

But seethe fiends of hostile nations 

Raise the bloody flag oi i high ; 
Haste— repel their bold invasions, 

And their menaces defy. 

See the angel Mercy, bending 

O'er your wives ami children dear, 
In a cloud of love descending, 

Smiling— wipes the falling tear. 

Hear unborn millions shout your praises, 

While echo catches at the sound, 
And fame her silver clarion raises, 

r Till distant kingdoms loud resound. 


Daughters of immortal story, 
Ye wl»o boast Columbia's name. 

Oh ! inspire the love of glory. 
And record your heroes' fame f 


AROUSE. Freedom's sons, 'tis yourcountry that calls, 

Her ensigns wave high in the air : 
Hark ! the deep sounding drum, which the coward appals, 

And the clarion our fiats declare ; 
Fneh tone doth proclaim, that our rights we'll maintain : 
No invadtr we dread, to retreat we disdain ! 
Let tlie drum beat to arms, 
Let our loved country call ; 
We despise War's alarms, 
For our Freedom's our ALL. 

Wh* n right is infringed, where's the dastardly band 
Who Mould bend to a tyrai:t's decree? 

S\* of Justice waves over on land, 
Our motto is,' die or liv» fi 
The blood of our brethren has tinged the given vave, 
AjkI srx-aks, loudly speoks, to tV heart of the Lra\e» 
L* t the drum beat to arms, &c. 

Trrtble tyrants, when frern 

For justice rapports their high claim ; 
Hanoi points the aright path, and withheld wriisnuyedi 

• iot's name : 
I hei MH for their'rv. n -ligion. aid la^ s, 
1 heir V ives. - i ildren. boM glorious th 

Let tin. drum beat to arm - 

PI dtpnrt'-d. wire rhotl at our bead, 
To form tnederp eolaroo or line, 
Wfooui troops so rietorksn to elary still led. 

In vain would proud despots 
But hark ! F ice d ouT g clarion doth loodlr proclaim. 
I have sons in n i lilted in fame. 

Let the drum beat to anus, &c. 

Yet Peacris our choice, we would V>y to embrace, 

id in Philanthrophy's chain, 
Our brethren. 
Aad treat ucrie * i*.h tun g-ity disdain ; 


But should tyrants invade us, we know how to stand, 
And form the deep line, at the word of command. 

Let the drum beat to arms, 

From Columbia's shore, 

We will beat them again, 

As we beat them before. 


AWAKE, Awake ! to glory wake ; 

The din of battle calls. 
A nation's wrongs, your slumber* breaks 
Columbia lives— 'or falls ! 
Yefreeborn spirits, take the field, 

Your country's wrongs redress, 
Your country's rights, with glory shield 
Your country's fears repress. 

A haughty foe invades your rights, 

And triumphs in your spoil ; 
She glories in her base exploits, 
And fattens on your toil : 
Your commerce withers on the main, 

Your sons in slavery groan, 
Your brothers' blood, your harbor stains, 
Your childless mothers mourn. 

Here secret spies, infest your land, 

Enkhidling discord's flame ; 
Combining with a venal band 
To crush our legal frame : 
To arm the sire against the son, 

The son against the sire ! 
To cause a brother's blood to run 
To quench a brother's ire. 

The lurking savage yells for prey, 

Along the western wild ; 
The hunter's track is watched by day, 
By night his sleep beguiled : 
His blazing cottage lights the gloom, 

His infants shriek the alarm, 
His wife sinks lifeless in a swoon 
Or bleeds within his arms. 


° O God ! wilt thou not judge" our foes ! 

And let thy wrath descend ; 
Avenge an injured people's woes, 
Their righteous cause defend : 
Inspire our sons to take the field, 
Tbrir country's wrongs redress, 
Their country's rights with glory shield, 
Their country 's fears repress. 

Lives there a -wretch who would not fight J 

A miscreant who would fly ? 
A dastard who would yield his right ? 
Or grudge to freely die ? 
When wrongs, and insults croud his sight, 

Ami sicken on his heart ; 
Whtn ptmtr gives law, and intcrc st right , 
And truth means only art. 


ADIEU ! adieu ! my only life, 

M\ eoaatn calls me from thee ; 

ibei thourta jwtriot's wife, 

ThOM Inn but ill bt-eome ibe* ; 

" though by duty I am called, 

Where tyrant i rmn o m rattle, 
Whese n lor , i idf might itand applied, 
Still f tii) dear love, 

To H 
'1 b\ t. < . r aritOM are flown, 

7 1 on ;>wt<M of) there, 
Shall < i . \ ngel down, 

To watch nu- r.i the battle ! 

My safety thy fair truth shall br, 
AoVd and buck It r serving ; 
My life sbal! > me, 

rvijg ; 
.nors threat, 
,,iiit"s cannons rattb-, 
111 datmtlesi brave the conflict's heat, 

Assured that on the wings of love. 

Enough— with that benignant smile, 

kindred Cunl inspin-d thee, 
Win saw thy boom void oi'guile, 
Who wondered and admired thee ! 


I go in Freedom's righteous cause, 

Where Despot's cannons rattle ; 

For equal rights, and equal laws ! 

Assured that on the wings of love, etc. 

O ! Liberty, sweet maid, descend ; 

A patriot seeks thv glorv ; 
Do thou the RIGHTS of MAN defend 

'Gainst party-WHIG or TORY ; 
In thy just cause the HERO fights, 

Though tyrants league in battle, 
For equal laws, and equal rights. 

And should fair Freedom bless this land, 
"We'll firmly stand, 
No tyranny shall then be known .' 
But gentle peace, 
Our jovs increase. 
The Goddess shall herself come down, 
And stop the cannon's rattle ! 


COME, strike the bold anthem, the war dogs are howling 

Already they eagerly snurFup their prey. 
The red clouds of war o'er our forests are scowling, 

Soft Peace spreads her wings and flies weeping away ; 
The infants affrighted, cling close to thtir mothers. 

The youth grasp their swords, for the combat prepare, 
While beauty weeps fathers, and lovers, and brothers, 

Who rush to display the American Star. 

Come blow the shrill bugle, the loud drum awaken, 

The dread rifle seize, let the cannon deep roar ; 
No heart with pale fear, or faint doubtings be shaken, 

No slave's hostile foot leave a print on our shore : 
Shall mothers, wives, daughters and sisters left weeping, 

Insulted by ruffians, be dragged to despair ! 
Oh no ! from her hills the proud eagle comes sweeping, 

And waves to the brave, the AuiericaiwStar. 

The spirits of Washington, Warren, Montgomery, 

Look down from their clouds, with bright aspect serene ; 
Come soldiers, a tear and a toast to their memory, 

Rejoicing they'll see us as they once have been : 
To us the high boon by the gods have been granted, 

To spread the glad tidings of Liberty far ; 
Let millions invade us, we'll meet them undaunted, 

And conquer or die by th? American Star. 


Your hands, then, dear comrades, round Liberty's altar, 

United, we swear by the souls of the brave J 
Not one from the strong resolution shall falter, 

To live independent, or sink to the grave ' # 
Then freemen fill up— Lo ! the striped banners flying, 

The high bird of Liberty screams through the air, 
Beneat h her Oppression and Tyr anny dying— 

Success to the beaming American Star. 


Tune, Humors of Glen. 

BE firm, O Columbians— along the Atlantic, 

Is heard the war trump, with the cannon's loud roar ; 
The tyrant of Britain, again liecome frantic, 

Insidious approaches your pfMl able shore : 
Let him l<nast his proud navy and brag of its Bomber, 

His Nilsons.his Vincents, his Duncans— what then? 

L« t them come, they will find us, but not in our llumhf r— 

II teach then/our humors— the humors of men* 

They may steal on the Dan* , unsuspicious— to planner, 

And tane, just in friendship, his ships and his it 
Kill mane women and children to make the world wonder ' 

. ips they'll eomehere the tame thing to encore— 
They nun send us a posk of sweet scented fi 
1 n lull qui ka n sim lling again and again — 

ill not take with out true Yankee notes, 

1 h J may think tjs old women, the) 'II find wc;.i 

I hanhets, and hurl them defiance, 
\Yho"d shrink from t!i< contest in Liberty 'i eause? 
We dread not ti* ir thn ats. and despise tin ir alliance, 
risdora dispi nsesomr laws. 
bat, each man seize his ritte, 
iwond v our weapon instead of the pen ; 
I>.t them dread how w ith freemen hi teafterthey U 
Weil giu them a touch of the humors of men. 


LET the trumpet of war be heard from afar, 
And the thund ring cannoos alarm* : 

Let the valliei around a ith tli. ir echoes resound, 
And a terrlhlr tlamira; of h 


Let rivers of blood run down like a flood, 
While mortals lie gasping for breath ; _'__^ 11 

Let the brave if the? will, by their ralor and skill, 
Seek glory and conquest in death. 

To live safe and retire is all I desire, 

Of m> farm and Lucinda possest, 
For in these I obtain true peace void of pain, 

Aud a lasting enjoyment of rest. 


"WHEN commotions arise, and frowns of the skies 

Bring nation n\ ith nation to fight ; 
Let the brave and the wist in their glory arise. 

And contend for the land and their right. 

Though riches have charms, the impulse that warms 

The hearts of the brave and the bold, 
Exceeds it as far, as the sun the weak star, 

Or as Virtue o'erbalanccs Gold. 

Though my farm and my wife, are sweetners of life. 

To defend them is more than to gLin ; 
"Tis the honor and lives of our sweethearts and wives, 

That impels us to arms on the plain. 

Be the land and the sea the mail of the fiee, 

And for this let the sword and the shield, 
Though a world should oppose, be presented to foes, 

For the cause will secure us the Held. 

"Why should danger and death, though faced in each breath. 

Any soldier of virtue appal ? 
He's "a friend in the sky. guides the shafts as they fly. 

Points the sword. and directed! the bail. 

Not a breath, not a hair, evadeth his care, 

Nor a sparrow that tails to the groand I 
To despond dFffjstrust is to doubt that he* 

And to question his prescience pnttfiui, 




HARK ! the penl for war is rung ; 
Haik ! the song for battle's sung : 
Firm be ever) bosom si rung. 

And every soldier ready. 

Heavens ! shall the trump of clamorous fame, 
Through the wide world, our wrongs proclaim, 
Our boasted liberties, a name. 

The mockery of nations. 

Shall menial slaves pretend to scan, 
1 he sacred. Heaven-descended plan, 
Built on the ett rnal rights of man, 

Tl le freedom of the ocean ? 

No, by the souls of millions, no ! 
We'll strike their proud pretensions low ; 
Blow the war trump, loudly blow, 

And summon all the nation. 

On ever}- hill, on every plain, 
From Mississippi to the Main, 
Your eagle standard plant again, 

Ami buckle on your armor ! 

Who w ill faerfl hn country's cause ? 
Our rights, our altars, and our laws, 
Btontl fame, the world's applause, 

And glory of the nation ? 

By murder. -d Pi-ree, the Chesapeake fray, 
By man) a foul, disgraceful flay, 
Away, my gallant souls away, 

To vengeance aikd to victory ! 

On to Quebec's embattled halls ! 
Wlio will pause when glory calls ? 
Charge, soldiers, charge, its lofty walls. 

And storm its strong artillery. 

Firm as our native hills, we'll stand, 
Ami should the lords of Europe land, 
We'll meet them on the farthest strand, 

We'll conquer or we'll die. 

Now let the song united rise, 
Wide as our realms its spirit flies, 
To heroes in the eternal skies. 

To Washington in Heaven , 



YE Soldiers of COLUMBIA, 

Who guard the sacred cause, 
Tl»e freedom of your native land, 

Its altars and its laws ; 
Unfurl your eagle-flag again, 

To meet your ancient foe ! 
And stand, sword in hand. 

When the battle-storm shall blow ; 
When the tempest rages tluxmgh the land, 

And the battle-storm shall blow. 

Sound, sound, the trump of vengeance, 

The combat has begun ! 
Tis Freedom bids you march away, 

And glory leads you on ! 
Where MONTGOMERY nobly bled, 

We'll drive the flying foe ; 
And Fame, shall proclaim, 

When the battle storm shall blow, 
The pride and splendor of your name, 

When the battle storm shall blow. 

COLUMBIA needs no navies, 

No bulwark but the sea ; 
Her strength is in a million hearts, 

Determined to be free : 
With the mountain-arm of Freedom, 

We'll crush the haughty foe, 
As they pour to our shore, 

When the battle storm shall blow, 
When the clanging trumpet sounds the charge, 

And the battle storm shall blow. 

Wave ! Wave .' my gallant heroes, 

Your banners to the sky ! 
And every man, march on, resolved 

To conquer or to die J 
The spirit of great WASHINGTON, 

Shall lead us to the foe ; 
And glory, in her story, 

When the storm has ceased to blow, 
Your names the world through shall resound, 

When the storm lias ceased to blow ; 
When peace shall from the heavens descend, 

A-ud the stoim has ceased to blow. 



COLUMBIANS, rouse to glory, 

The trump of WAR alarms, 
Around the tree of Liberty, 

Come buckle on your arms — 
Defend the glorious heritage 

Your fathers' valor won, 
So shall fame, crown each name, 

When the day of battle's done. 

Long has our country's vengeance, 

In mild forbearance slept, 
While free-born sons of Liberty 

In bloody bondage wept— 
Let now, since peace in WAR must cease, 

Your valor teach the foe, 
Whilst their blood swells the flood, 

That 'tis VENGEANCE strikes the blow. 

The haughty fleets of Britain 

Assailed your native shore, 
Around each bay to seek for prey, 

Their thundering cannons roar. 

Their daring crest shall lower— 
O'er their slain on the main, 


Soon on theplains of Abraham 

Our hardy sons shall rear, 
The banner free of liberty, 

To haughty Britain's fear ; 
Nor will they quit the glorious field, 

'Till laurels nobly deck 
Every head, quick or dead, 


COLUMBIANS love their liberty, 

Their country and their God, 
No kingly power shall make tliem cower, 

They dread no tyrant's nod ; 
Their happy country's destiny 

And they'll fight for every RIGHT, 

For their LAND and LIBERTY. 


Then rouse, Columbians, rush to arms ! 

Obey your country's call ; 
Your motto, " Death or Victory !" 

Live gloriously or fall — 
Preserve the precious heritage, 

Your fathers' valor won, 
So shall fame crown each name, 

When the day of battle's done. 


Tune, The Soldier's Return. 

ROUSE, rouse, ye brave, ye gallant souls, 

Who cherish independence, 
That country you so dearly love, 

Demands your quick attendance : 
Injured, insulted, she has been, 

By Britain— haughty nation ; 
Then haste to arms, for honor calls, 

Aloud for reparation. 

Remember your forefathers bold, 

For freedom who contended, 
Who nobly dear Columbia's cause, 
• With their best blood defended ; 
O ! do not sully their fair fame : 

O tarnish not their glories, 
Discard the deeds, despise the name 

And actions of old tories. 

In infant days Columbia bore, 

The storms of war unmoved, 
For a tyrant's wrath and deep designs, 

More than a match she proved ; 
O ! who can think upon those times, 

Nor feel his bosom glowing, 
Nor feel sensations, sweet, sublime, 

His patriot biart o'erflowiug. 

And if in infancy she foiled 

The plans df wild ambition, 
To her united youthful mighr 

Vain will he (Opposition : 
In Him who rule3 the host of heaven ., 

Her hope, her stay and trust is, 
He will with victory crown the cause 

Of Liberty and justice. 

M 2 


Too long has our loved country sought 

By mild negotiation, 
To have her rights restored in peace, 

For wrongs, some compensation. 
But pati« nee hitherto has made, 

Her claims be more neglected, 
The last resort, then must be tried, 

She then may be respected. 

Thongh war we never do desire, 

We do not dread its terrors, 
Columbia's thunder shall once more, 

Slaw kingcraft ail its errors. 

Htr volunteers will rally round, 

l he Marry Mag of Fiwdom, 

l Queta c arret! tht ir march, 
If Heroes ouly lead em. 

Fhenhent the dnim— the trumpet sound, 

A'.il l< t the cannon rattle, 
Gifd on jour swords, your muske^ 

Be ;il I prepared fti battle; 

Go forth to eonqiur or to die, 

'1 he cans* .is good, is glorious, 
\nd savred Virion will ensure, 
X be final ciul victorious. 


WHAT i" r\ i >!,• <.Mi< r, when danger surrounding 
■ li oV r the field that hii valor mini win? 

h art when the war-note refunding, 
Swells with the signal ol battled loud din? 

Ti< a sweet charm that, while homeward still bending;, 
• and his(!:.nt;« is rcMOVCI 
nd pray< r, then in si 1. nee ascending, 
Warm from the heart of the girl that lie loveJ. 

What to hii hope is the pleasure that's nearest, 
Victor) crownine his toil ? 
- hold o.» the cheek of his d« an st, 
Sorrows bewailing dispersed with a smile ! 

the green laurel his country is weaving, 
Dear to hi-- l*art. though the joy that it n 
far dtarcr, the tender thanksgiving. 
.Breathed from the lip of tht gill that he loves ' 



WHILE I fold in my arms the dear girl of my heart, 
And wipe those soft tears off that silently flow : 

O ! think not. my love, but I feel thus to part, 
Can those tears be foi-gotten ?— No, my love, no. 

Both duty and honor call me from home ; 

Impressed with thy image all joys I forego ; 
My heart my dear girl, from thee never shall roara, 

Nov will I forget thee— No, my love, no. 

These dear little pledges of conjugal love, 
Will keep in remembrance thy sorrow and woe, 

To ease thy sad mind, seek aid from above, 
You'll not be forgotten — No, my love, no. 

Soon shall I return with a heart warm and kind, 
No more then to part, nor tears more to flow, 

With rapture, delight in thy true virtuous mind, 
And nevermore leave thee— No, my dear, no. 



YE sons of Freedom ! to the field repair, 
And all the dangers of the tempest dare — 

Bright, from the scabbard bid the sabre leap I 
From north to south thy banners broad unfurl ; 
O'er Abraham's plains re-echoing thunders hurl, 

And flash tby vollied lightnings on the deep. 

Arm, freemen, arm ! will you, who from your shore 
Exiled the Saxon satellite before, 

Will you, again, his influence own, 

And bend obeisant at a tyrant's throne ! 
Vassals to him I Shall this become your lot 
And freedom's sacrid charter be forgot ? 

—I'd rather, torn from competence and home, 

Eat the vile scrap, solicitude obtains : 
Cold, through Kamtschatka's frozen regions roam, 

Where veiled in night, eternal winter reigns, 
Than see my country to injustice cower, 
And own the mandate of a despot's power — 


Arm, Freemen arm ! delusion's veil is rent— 
Ho, every gallant spirit to his tent ! 

Ho, from the vale, the mountain, and the brake I 
Let none from duty's impositions swerve— 
Bracv- to its firmest tension every nerve .' 

Bid all thy slumbering energies awake I 
Basks there a man in freedom's light, 
"Who would refuse for liberty to tight ? 

His country, fame and character at stake ! 

—Place me amid Siberian desarts, where 
Caved in eternal snow Samoides dwell ; 

? Mid Afric's scorching sand and foetid air. 
Or where dread Upas darts her venom fell, 

Yet would my heart, to patriotism tme. 

Breathe its last sigh O liberty, for you ! 

Arm, Freemen, arm !— loud sounds the trump of war, 
The clang of conflict rends yon eastern sky — 

Bcllona hither plies her crimson car .' 
Lo, Heroes pretj to conquer, or to die — 

4: Arm. arm and out ?"' obtain yourselves a name, 

And live immortal, in the rolls of tame ! 

So, when of old the tyrant Xerxes rose, 

And pressed A theme with unnumbered foes, 

Elate, to arms lier generous children flew ! 

The hurnished spear, and pondrous truncheon drew ; 

Tin host barbaric, sought with eagtT eye, 

Alone inn m to conquer or to die — 

While the pale despot — struck with t error Jkd! 

And left his legions numbered with the dead. 


AWAKE | awake ! my gallant friends : 

To arms ! to arms ! the foe is nigh ; 
The cent jnel his warning sends ; 

And. hark ! the treacherous savage cry. 
Awake ! to arms ! the word net round ; 
The drum's deep roll, tlie fife's shrill sound, 
The trumpet's blasts proclaim through night 
An Indian band, a bloody fight. 

O haste thee, Boen ! alas ! too late : 

A red chief's arm now aims the blow ; 
{ An early, but a glorious fate ;) 

The tomahawk has laid tbee low . 


Dread darkness reigns. On Daveiss, on ! 
Where's Boyd? And valiant Harrison^ 
Commander of the Christian force : 
And Oiven ? He's a bleeding corse. 

" Stand, comrades brav^e, stand to your post r 
" Here Wells and Floyd, and Barton : all 

" Must now be won, or must be lost ; 
" Ply briskly bayonet, sword and balU" 

Thus spoke the General ; when a yell 

Was heard, as though a hero fell. 

And, hark ! the Indian whoop again— 

It is for daring Daviess slain ! 

O fearful is the battle's rage ; 

No lady's hand is in the fray ; 
But brawny limbs the contest wage, 

And struggle for the victor's day. 
Lo ! Spencer sinks, and Warwick' 's slain, 
And breathless bodies strew the plain ; 
And yells, and groans, and clang and roar, 
Echo along the Wabash shore. 

But mark ! where breaks upon the eye 
Aurora's beam. The coming day 

Shall foil a frantic prophecy. 
And Christian valor well display. 

Ne'er did Constantine's soldiers see, 

With more of joy for victory, 

A cross the arch of heaven adorn. 

Than these the blushing of the morn. 

Bold Boyd led on his steady band. 
With bristling bayonets burnished bright : 

What could their dauntless charge withstand! 
What stay the warriors' matchless might ? 

Hushing amain, they cleared the field, 

The savage foe constrained to yield 

To Harrison, who. near and far, 

Gave form and spirit to the war. 

Sound, sound the charge I spur, spur the steed 
And swift the fugitives pursue — 

Tis vain : rein in — your utmost speed 
Coald net o'ertake the recreant crew. 

In lowland marsh, in dell, or cave. 

Each Indian sought his lifr to save : 

Whence, peering forth, with fear and ire, 

He saw his Prophet's town on fire. 


Now, the great Eagle of the West, 

Triumphant wing was seen to wave : 
And now each soldier's manly breast 

Sighed o'er his fallen comrade's grave. 
Some dropped a tear, and mused the while. 
Then joined in measured march their file , 
And here and there cast wistful eye, 
That might surviving friend descry. 

But let a foe again appear, 

Or east, or west, or south, or north ; 
The soldier then shall dry his tear, 
And, fearless, gaily sally forth. 
With lightning eye. and warlike front, 
He'll meet the battle's deadly brunt : 
Come Gaul or Briton : if arrayed 
For fight— hell feel a freeman's blade. 



YES, there they bled '—the gallant few, 

Who, in th- i try's cause, 

To arms, and right* out vt • Stance Hew ; 

Mor dared— when honor culled— to pause. 

And here they stood '—the recreant nice !— 

vl. , \\a s'uiii- ful deed shall tell ; 
Or wl.i. reeoid tin.- black disgrace, 
Whicli GO thy iiame. Columbia ! fell ? 

D lbe hope, that deed to hide .' 
lUr Spirits in. rkt-d th»- crime, 
Xo S. raph i t» ar— no htbean tide, 
Shall blot it from the roll of time. 

Fcr here they j fr t rfJ ami whilst each sigh 

d a patriot's bright career, 
Rose to tii»-i:urcy seat on high, 
Ami uaght that boon it found not here, 

Unmoved the hardened phalanx viewed 

The doubtful fortune (if the day ; 
Uiipitx iiig— saw the brave subdu t-d— 

Uiuiuii«g— saw the brave give way,. 


Oh ! worse than death, the coward's fate ! 
" To tinge a mother's cheek with shame," 

To bear a bleeding country's hate- 
To stigmatize a father's name .' 

Yet friendship, to the coward heart. 

Might drive the refluent tide again, 
And to the nerveless arm impart 

Strength, to avenge a brother slain. 

But tender friendship was not there, 
(Xor aught of heavenly birth beside} 

She sought the thickest of the war. 
And fell— where truth and valor died. 

Tor FACTION, brooding o'er the field, 
Had made each traitor heart her own. 

And PARTY SPIRIT's gorgon shield 
Tarned e'en Columbia's sons to stone ! 



PROTECT them Heaven !— My faltering tongue 
Could scarce to Heaven the prayer address, 

For ah ! the heart from which it sprung, 
Felt the keen pressure of distress : 

It bled for friends to distance borne— 

" Departed— never to return." 

O freedom ! must thy sacred tree, 

Be nourished still with tears and blood ? 
Must our expiring kindred be, 

Around thy reeking altars strewed ? 
Oh ! whence proceed these dire alarms— 
Oh ! why this sad appeal to arms ? 

Hark through the forest's deep recess, 

Resounds the yell of savage war ; 
Onward the frantic legions press, 

And bring destruction from afar. 
See yonder cot in flames ascends. 
And yonder lie yeur butchered friend- 

144 MJlRTIAL soxgs. 

And who supplies die murderous steel ? 

And who prepares the base reward , 
That wakes to deed3 of desperate zeal, 

The fury of each slumbering horde : 
From Britain comes each fatal blow ; 
From Britain, still our deadliest foe. 

What ! do not ocean's wide domains, 
Afford her sons sufficient prey ? 

But must they seek these distant plains, 
And bribe the savage to betray ? 

Yes. Freedom, here thy banners wave, 

And here would Britain mark thy grave. 

Then go, ye gallant warriors, go, 
Arrest destruction's swift career ; 

In mighty vengeance crush the foe, 
Ana bid your hidden strength apj>ear. 

The sword which lingering justice draws, 

Will surely guard a righteous cause. 

Then, Freedom, if thy sacred tree, 

Must he sustained with tears and blood, 

Perish the tyrants of the s«-a ! 
Perish their allies of the wood ! 

. 11 din et each patriot arm, 

And shield each patriot breast from harm. 

Arnl if the hero \ ields his breath, 
Great God ! receive his parting sigh, 

And call him from the realms of death. 
To purer m m mn i in the ->ky ! 

And iweetly may hi 

By all his count tjH w'islie- 



SON of the rough and roaring wave ! 

To ever)' clime and danger known, 
Thy dauntless energy we crave ; 

Thy dauntless energy we own — 
Son of the Sea ! at that bright name 

The Musts love their lyres to swell, 
To dedk the laurelled wreath of fame, 

And deathltss deeds of glory tell. 

Son of the wildly- warring waste .' 

Where ships in battle liold unite; 
Where gallant hearts to quarters haste, 

Terrific frown, and frowning fight; 
But when the lee- ward flash is seen, 

And peace her soothing accents lend, 
The son of ocean smiles serene, 

And calls the vanquished foe-man—" friend !" 

Son of the howling mountain- wave ! 

Where thunders roll, and lightings flash, 
Where loud the vext tornadoes rave, 

And spurs descend and timbers crash — 
Though long the wrecking ruin reigns, 

And wav< s on waves the deck o'erwhelm, 
The Son of Ocean ne'er complains. 

But, guides with steady hand his helm. 

Son of the lofty heaving deep ! 

Where zephyr smiles through tempests steal, 
Where, raved to rest, the billows sleep, 

Or murn.ur mildly round thy keel ; 
When virgin hopes on shore are strong 

To see again the sailor youth, 
The Son of Ocean helms along, 

And sings to rosy Love and Troth. 


Son of the flashing surge sublime ! 

Where fiery flakes thy bows illume ; 
On shore, when flames infuriate climb 

And wrap in death the tottering dome : 
When helpless beauty, fearful, sighs. 

And many a trembling prayer prefers. 
The Son of Ocean hears her cries. 

And saves, or gives his life with hers. 

Son of the waving waters wild ! 

O'er which thy bark the breeze impels \ 
On shore, when lorn affliction's child 

With feeble voice, and figure tells 
How hard, though different once, she lives, 

By loss of friends and weight of years, 
The Son of Ocean feels, and gives," 

If nothing else to give— his tears ! 

Son of the fondly favoring gale ! 

That home-ward on this quarter plays, 
Ihy name thy faithful minstrels hail 

lii mingled songs of love and praise ; 
And. lothy happy natal shore 

Wliere kindred dear, and true-love dwell ! 
Where Ocean waves are heard no nion — 

—St)ii oft lie dimpling flood— farewel ! 


HOW blest the life a sailor leads. 

From clime to clime still ranging, 
For as tlie calm the storm succeeds, 
The scene delights hy changing. 
Tho' tempests howl along the main, 

Some object will remind us ; 
And cheer with hope to meet again, 

The fjjpxls we left behind us. 
CHORvB.— Then under full sail, we laugh at the gal-, 

Though the landsmen look pale, never heed 'em 
But toss off the glass, to a favorite lass, 
To America, Commerce and Freedom, 

But when arrived in sight of land, 

Or safe in part rejoicing ; 
Our ship we moor, our sails we hand, 

Whilst out the boat u hoisting. 


"With cheerful hearts the shore we reach, 

Our friends del ight to greet us ; 
And tripping lightly o'er the beach, 
The pretty lasses meet us. 

When the full flowing bowl enlivens the soul, 

To foot it we merrily lead 'em ; 
And each bonny lass will drink off a glass, 
To America, Commerce and Freedom. 

Our prizes sold, the chink we share, 

And gladly we receive it ; 

And when we meet a brother tar, 

That wants, we freely give it. 

No free-born sailor yet had store, 

But cheerfully would lend it ; 

And when 'tis gone, to sea for more, 

We earn it but to spend it. 
CHORUS.— Then drink round my boys, 'tis the first of our joys, 
To relieve the distressed, cloth and feed 'em ; 
'Tis a duty we share, with the brave and the fair, 
In this land of Commerce and Freedom. 


A VOYAGE at sea and all its strife, 

Its pleasures and its pain, 
At every point resembles life; 

Hard" work for little gain. 
The anchor's weighed, smooth is the flood, 

Serene seems every form , 
But soon, alas ! comes on the scud, 

That speaks the threatening storm. 

The towering masts in splinters shivering, 
The useless sails in tatters quivering, 
Thunders rolling, lightning flashing, 
Waves, in horrid tumults dashing, 

Foam along the dreary shore. ^^ 

Still while tars sit round so jolly. 
The sprightly flute calls care a folly ; 
Aloft, alow, abaft, aground, 
Let but the smiling grog go round, 

And storms are heard no more. 

The voyage through life is various found, 

The wind is seldom fair. 
Though to the Straits of Pleasure bound. 

Too oft we touch at Care ; 


Impervious dangers we explore, 
False friends, some faithless she ; 

Pirates and sharks are found ashore 
As often as at sea. 

A lowering storm, from envy brewing j 
Shall at a distance menace ruin, 
While Slander, Malice, and Detraction 
A host of fiends shall bring in action, 

And plant Care's thorns at every pore J 
Returned to sweet domestic duty, 
Some manly imp or infant beauty, 
Clings round his neck, or climbs his knees, 
Each thorn's plucked out, pain's turned to ease, 

And storms are heard no more. 

The ship towers gaily on the main, 

To fight its country's cause, 
And bids the obedient world maintain 

Its honors and its laws ; 
Nor from surrounding danger shrinks 

Till sacrificed to fame ; 
Death dealing round , she nobly sinks 

Only to live in name. 

And so the man his ample measure, 
Fil Is w ith alternate pain and pleasure, 
'J ill long in age and honor living, 
Life's strength worn out, a lesson giving, 

To those he leaves his well got store ; 
Mild hope and resignation greeting, 
The playful soul by inches fleeting 
Makes onward to its native skies, ^ 
While gasping nature pants and dies, 

And storms are heard no more. 




OUR cotmtry 's like a ship of war, 

A gallant vessel too ; 
And he may well his fortune boast 
Who's of Columbia's crew : 
Each man flies to Ms station, 
When patriot zeal commands, 
Takes his stand, 
Lends his hand. 
As the Common CAUSE demands. 


When cruising in the time of peace, 

We gaily sing and shout ; 
Endeared by wives' and sweethearts' health, 
The grog goes swift about, 
But when we see the enemy, 
Each heart assistance lends 
On the deck, 
Though a wreck, 
As the Common CAUSE demands. 


LIFE's like a ship in constant motion, 

Sometimes high and sometimes low ; 
Where every one must brave the ocean r 

Whatsoever winds may blow : 
If, unassailed by squall or shower, 

Wafted by the gentle gales ; 
Let's not lose the favoring hour, 

While success attends our sails. 

Or, if the wayward winds should bluster, 

Let us not give way to fear ; 
But let us all our patience muster, 

And learn by reason how to steer : 
Let judgment ever keep you steady, 

'Tis a ballast never fails ; 
Should dangers rise, be ever ready, 

To manage well the swelling sails. 

Trust not too much your own opinion, 

While your vessel's under way ; 
Let good examples bear dominion, 

That's a compass will not stray : 
When thundering tempests make you shudder, 

Or Boreas on the surface rails ; 
Let good discretion guide the rudder, 

And Providence attend the sails. 

Then, when you're safe from danger, riding 

In some wekqme port or bay ; 
Hope be the alienor you confide in, 

And care, awhile, encumbered lay ; 
Or, when each cann, with liquor flowing, 

And good fellowship prevails ; 
Let each true heart, with rapture glowing , 

Drink "success unto our sails." 

K % 



AS you mean to set sail for the land of delight, 
And in wedlock*! soft hammocks to swing every night, 
If yon hope that your voyage successful should prove, 
Fill your sails with affection, your cabin with love. 
Fill your sails, &c. 

Le t your hearts, like the mainmast, be ever upright, 
And the union you boast, like our tackle be tight ; 
Of the shoals of Indifference be sure to keep clear, 
And the quicksands of Jtalousy never come near. 
And the quicksands, &c. 

If husbands e'er hope to live peaceable lives, 
They must reckon thunselves, give the helm to their wives y 
For the eveiier we BO, bo} s, the better we sail. 
And on shipboard the helm is still ruled by the tail. 
And on ship-board, &c. 

Then list to your pilot, my boy, and be wise : 
If my pp-cepts you scorn, and my maxims despise, 
A brucv of proud anthrs your brows may adoni, 
\nd a hundred to one but you'll double Cape-Horn. 
And a hundred, &c. 


WHEN* whittling « inds are heard to roar, 

And rain falls pouring from MOTC ; 
On tender thou g h t* we dwell no mow , 

lor duty drowns the voice of love ; 

The surge foams high, the lightnings fly. 
And thnndt ringprals our valor prove, 

Till hope is lo>t, each keeps his |>ost, 
And duty stills the voice of love. 

Put when the dreadful tumult's o'er. 
And heaven's bright orb appears above, 

Of toil, or fear, we think no more, 
For duty then gives place to love. 

Thefreshning gale soon fills each sail, 
The grog g<* s round, our joy to prove, 

His heart to ch« r, each toasts his dear, 
And nought is beard but songs of love ' 

XAV.4X SOXGS. 151 


PEACEFUL slumbering on the Ocean, 

Sailors fear no danger nigh ; 
The winds and waves in gentle motion, 
Soothe them with their lullaby, 

Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, 
Soothe them with their lullaby. 

Is the wind tempestuous blowing? 

Still no danger they descry ; 
The guiseltss heart its boon' bestowing, 

Soothes them with its lullaby. 
Lullaby, See. 

When the midnight tempest raging, 

Rolls the angry billows high ; 
The morrow's calm their thoughts engaging, 

Soothes them with its lullaby. 
Lullaby, &c. 

Now the threatening storm is over, 
Clouds no more enshroud the sky ; 

Blissful thoughts of absent lovers, 
Soothe them with their lullaby. 
Lullaby, &c. 

The voyage being made, the ship*s returning; 

Port now gr«rets the raptured eye ; 
Joy in every bosom burning, 

Soothes them with its lullaby. 
Lulbaby, &c, 

Safearrived, at anchor riding, 
Hands ashore all eager fly 1 
Happy wives with gentlest chiding, 
Soothe them with their lullaby. 

Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,' lullaby, 
Soothe "them with their lulla 



IN storms, when clouds obscure the sky, 
And thunders roll and lightnings fly, 
In midst of all these dire alarms, 
I think, my Sally, on thy charms, 

The troubled main, 

The wind and rain, 
My ardent passion prove, 

Lashed to the helm, 

Should seas o'erwhelm, 
I'd think on thee my love. 

When rocks appear on every side, 
And art is vain the ship to guide, 
In varied shapes when death appears, 
The thought of thee my bosom cheers : 
The troubled main, &c. 

But should the gracious powers be kind. 
Dispel the gloom ami still the wind, 
And waft me to thy arms once more, 
Safe to my long lost native shore j 

No more the main 

I'd tempt again, 
But tender joys improve ; 

I then with thee 

Should happy be. 
And think on nought but love. 


THE topsail shivers in the wind, 

Th» ship she's cart to sea ; 
But yet my soul, my heart, my mind, 

Are, Mary, moored with thee ; 
For though thy sailor's bound afar, 
Still love shall be his leading star. 

Should landsmen flatter when we're sailed» 

O doubt their artful tales ; 
No gallant sailor ever failed, 

If Cupid filled his sails : 
Thou art the compass of my soul, 
Which steen my heart from pole to pole. 


Syrens in every port we meet, 
More fell than rocks and waves ; 

But sailors of the valiant fleet, 
Are lovers, and not slaves : 

No foes our courage shall subdue, 

Although we've left our hearts with you. 

These are our cares ; but if you're kind, 
We'll scorn the dashing main, 

The rocks, the billows, and the wind, 
The powers of War are vain : 

Columbia's glory rests with you, 

Our sails are full— sweet girls adieu. 


THE sea was calm, the sky serene, 

And gently blew the eastern gale, 
When ANNA seated on a rock, 

Watched the LOVINA's lessening sail, 
To Heaven she thus her prayer addressed, 

Thou who canst save or canst destroy. 
From each surrounding danger guard, 

My much loved little Sailor Boy. 

When tempests, o'er the Ocean bowl, 

And even Sailors shrink with dread, 
Be some protecting Angel near, 

To hover round my WILLIAM'S head, 
He was beloved by all the plain, 

His Father's pride his Mother's joy, 
Then safely to their arms restore, 

Their much-loved little Sailor Boy. 

May no rude foe his course impede, 

Conduct him safely o'er the waves, 
O may he never be compelled, 

To fight for power or mix with slaves. 
May smiling peace his steps attend. 

Each rising hour be crowned with jov, 
As blest as that when I again. 

Shall meet ray much loved Sailor Boy. 



My heart from my bosom would fly, 

And wander, ah wander afar, 
Reflection bedews my sad eye, 
For Henry is gone to the war. 

Oh ! ye winds to my Henry hear, 

One drop, let it fall on his breast, 

Oh ! the tew as a pearl he will wear, 

And I in remembrance be blest. 

In vain smiles the glittering scene, 
In vain blooms the roseate flower, 

The sun-shine of April's not seen, 
I've only to do with the shower. 
Oh ! ye winds, &c. 

Oh ! ye winds that have bome him away, 

Restore my dear youth to my arms-, 
Restore me to sun-shine and day, 
'Tis night till my Hanry returns. 

Oh ! ye winds to my Henry bear, 

One drop let it fall on his breast, 

Oh ! the tear as a pearl he will wear, 

And 1 in remembrance be blest. 


COME loose every sail to the breeze, 

The course of my vessel improve ; 
Vwe done « ith the toils of the was : 

Yesiulors, I'm bound to my love. 

Since Emma is true as she's fair, 

My gri< f I fling all to the wind ; 
'Tis a phasing return for my cave. 

That my mistress is constant and kind. 

My sails arc all filled to my dear ; 

What trnpic-hiivl swifter can move ? 
Who, cruel, shall hold his career, 

That returns to the nest of hit love ? 

Come hoist every sail to the breeze ; 

Come sh".pmat« s, and join in the song : 
Let's drink, while our nip cuts the was, 

To the gaJe that may drive her along. 



DEAR Nancy. I've sailed the world all around. 

And seven long years been a rover, 
To make for my charmer each shilling a pound, 

B ut now my hard peri 1 s are over , 
I've saved from mv toils many hundreds in gold. 

The comforts of life to beget ; 
Have borne in each climate the heat and the cold, 

And al 1 for my pretty brunette. 
Then say, my sweet girl, can you love me ? 

Though others may boast of more riches than mine, 

And rate my attractions e'en fewer \ 
At their jeers and ill-nature I'll scorn to repine, 

Can the\ boast of a heart that is truer ? i 

Or, will they for thee plough the hazardous main : 

Brave the seasons both stormy and wet, 
If not, why I'll do it again and again. 

And all for mv 2>retty brunette. 
Then say, my sweet girl, can you love me ? 

When ordered afar, in pursuit of the foe, 

1 sighed at the bodings of fancy, 
"Which fain would persuade me I might be laid low, 

And ah ! never more see my Nancy : 
But hope, like an angel, soon banished the thought, 

And bade me such nonsense forget ; 
I took the advice, and undauntedly fought, 

And all for my pretty brunette. 
Then *ay, my sweet girl, can you love meT 


GO patter to lubbers and swabs, d'ye 9ee, 

'Bout danger, and fear, and the like, 
A tight water boat and good sea room give me, 

And t'ent to a little I'll strike ; 
Tho' the tempest top-gallant masts smack smooth should smite. 

And shiver each splinter of wood. 
Clear the wreck, stow the yards, and bowse every thing tight ; 

And ui»der reefed foresail we'll scud : 
Avast, nor don't think me a milk-sop so soft, 

To be taken for trifles a-back. 
For they siy there's a pro vid^nce sits np aloft, 

To keep watch for the life of poor Jack. 


Why I heard our good Chaplain palaver one day 

About souls, heaven, mere)- and such — 
And, my timbers ! what lingo he'd coil and belay I 

Why 'twas all just as one as high Dutch ; 
But he said, how a sparrow can't founder, d'ye see, 

Without orders that comedown below, 
And many fine things that prove clearly to me 

That providence takes us in tow ; 
For says he. do you mind me, let storms e'er so oft* 

Take the topsails of sailors aback, 
There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, 

To keep watch for the life of poor Jack. 

I said to our Poll, for you see she would cry, 

When last we weighed anchor for sea, 
What argufies snivelling and piping your eye, 

Why what a great fool > ou must lie ! 
Can't you see the world's wide, and there's room for us all 

Both for seamen and lubbers ashore ; 
And if to old Dan I should go, friend Poll, 

Why you never will hear of me more : 
What then, all's a hazard, come don't be so soft, 

Perhaps I may laughing come back ; 
For d'ye see there's a cherub sits smiling aloft, 

To keep watch for the life of poor Jack. 

D'ye mind me. a sailor should be every inch, 

All M one as a piece of the ship. 
And with her brave the world without offering to flinch, 

From the moment the anchors a-trip. 
As for me, in all weathers, all times, sides, and ends, 

Nought's a trouble from duty thai grows, 
For my heart is my Poll's, and my rhino my friend's, 

And my arm for mj loved country's foes. 
E'en when my time comes, ne'er believe me so soft, 
ith grief to be taken aback ; 
line little cherub that sits up aloft, 

Will lookout a good birth for poor Jack. 


HERE, a shoer hulk, lie? poor Tom Bowling, 

The darling of our crew ; 

••••• hell beat the tempest howling, 

For dt-atb has broached lam t<>o : 
His form was of the manliest beadtf, 

His heart vsas kind ai.<l toft ; 
Faithful below h<- did his duty, 

Air! I 


Tom never from his word departed, 

His virtues were so rare ; 
His friends were many, and true-hearted, 

His Poll was kind and fair. 
And then he'd sing so blythe and jolly, 

Ah ! many's the time, and oft! 
But mirth is turned to melancholy, 

For Tom is gone aloft. 

Yet shall poor Tom find pleasant weather, 

When He who all commands, 
Shall give, to call life's crew together, 

The word to pipe all hands. 
Thus death, who kings and tars despatches, 

In vain Tom's life has doffed. 
For though his body's under hatches, 

His soul is gone aloft I 


WHEN my money was gone that I gained in the wars, 

And the world 'gan to frown on my fate ; 
What mattered my zeal or my honored seal's, 

"When indifference stood at each gate. 

The face that would smile when my purse was well lined, 

Shewed a different aspect to me ; 
And when I could nought but ingratitude find, 

I hied once again to the sea. 

I thought it unw ise to repine at my lot, 

Or to bear with cold looks on the shore ; 
So I packed up the trifling remnants I'd got, 

And a trifle, alas ! was my store. 

A handkerchief held all the treasure I had, 

Which over my shoulder I threw ; 
Away then I trudged with a heart rather sad, * 

To join with seme jolly ship's crew. 

The sea was less troubled by far, than my mind, 

For when the wide main I surveyed 
I could not help thinking the world was unkind, 

And fortune a slippery jade. 

And I vowed, that if once I could take her jn tew, 

I'd let the ungrateful ones see, 
That the turbulent winds and the billows could shew 

More kiuduess than they did to me. 



TWO real tars whom duty called 

To watch in the foretop, 
Thus one another overhauled, 

And took a cheering drop : — 
' I say. Will Hatchway,' cried Torn Tow, 

Of conduct, what's your sort ? 
As through the voyage of life you go, 

To bring you safe to port ? 

Cried Will. ' you lubber, don't you know 

Our passions close to reef, 
To steer where honor points the prow, 

To hand a friend relief; 
These anchors get but in your power, 

My lifefor't, that's your sort : 
The bower, the sheet, aj»d the best bower 

Must bring you safe to port.' 

' Why then you're out, and there's an end,' 

Tom cried out blunt and rou?h : 
' Be good, be honest , serve a friend ; 

The maxim's Avell enough j 
Who swabs his brow at other's woe, 

That tar's for me your sort ; 
The vessel right a-head shall go 

To find a joyful port. 

I*t storms of life upon me press, 

Misfortunes make me reel, 
Why, what's my own distress:— 
For otln rs let me feel : 

\\t\ if bound with a fresh gale, 
m n. tliat is 5 our sort, 
A ha ml kerchiefs thr fiest wet sail 
J o bring you safe to port/ 


-TWEKT is the ship that, under sail, 
Spreads her white bosom to the gah% 

Sweet, O swat's the flowing caiui ; 
tto jxmr the laboring <ar, 
I hat tugs us to our nativt shore, 

wii. n the boMswain pines the barge to man ; 
Sweet sailing with a flowing br, 
But O ! much sweeter tl*an all these 

b Jack'* delight, bis lovely Nan. 

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The needle, faithful to the north, 
To show of constancy the worth, 

A curious lesson teaches man ; 
The needle time may rust, a squall 
Capsize the binnacle and all, 

Let seamanship do all it can ; 
My love in worth shall higher rise. 
No time shall rust, no squall capsize 

My faith and truth for lovely Nan. 

When in the bilboes I was penned, 
For serving of a worthless friend, 

And every creature from me ran ; 
No ship performing quarantine 
Was ever sodeseitexl seen, 

None hailed me. woman, child, or man. 
But though false friendship's sails were furled, 
Though cut adrift from all the world, 

I'd all the world in lovely Nan. 

I love mj duty, love ray friend, 
Love truth and merit to defend, 

To moan their loss who hazard ran ; 
I love to tike an honest part. 
Love beauty and a spotless heart, 

By manners love to shew the man ; 
To sail through life by honor's breeze, 
It was all along on loving these 

First made me doat on lovely Nan. 


WHY, what's that to you, if my eyes I'm a wiping, 

A tear is a pleasure, d'ye see/in'its way ; 
Tis nonsense for trifles. I own to be piping, 

But they that ha'nt pity, why I pities chey : 
Says the Captain. says he. I shall never forget it, 

If of courage you'd know, lads, the true from the sham, 
'Tis a furious lion in battle, so let it, 

But, duty appeased, 'tis in mercy a lamb. 

There was bustling Bob Bounce, for the old one not caring, 

Helter, skelter, to work, pelt away, cut and drive, 
Now Bob he, for his part, had no notion of sparing, 

Why, as for a foe, why he'd eat him alive. 
But when he found an old prisoner he'd wounded, 

That once saved his life, as near drowning he swam : 
The lion was tamed, and with pity confounded^ 

He cried over him just all as one as a lamb. 


That my friend, Jack, or Tom, I should rescue from danger, 

Or lay my life down for each lad in the mess, 
Is nothing at all ; 'tis the poor wounded stranger, 

And the poorer, the moi»e I shall succor distress : 
For however their duty bold tars may delight in, 

And the peril def3*, as a bugbear, or flam ; 
Though the lion may feel surly pleasure in fighting, 

He'll feel more by compassion when turned to a lamb. 

The heart ami the eyes, you see. fed the same motion, 

And if both shed their drops 'tis all to the same end ; 
And thus 'tis that every tight lad of the ocean 

Sheds his blood for his country, his tears for his friend. 
If my maxim's disease, 'tis disease I shall die on, 

You may snigger and titter, I dont care a dram ; 
In me let the foe feel the paw of a lion, 

But, the battle once ended, the heart of a lamb. 

Captain John Paul Jones's Victory, 

In the Good-man Richard, over the Seraphis, Capt. Pearson. 

O'ER the rough main with flowing sheet, 
The guardian of a numerous fleet 

Straphis from the Baltic came ; 
A ship ofless tr^mmdous force 
Bailed by her side the self-same course, 

Counters of Scarborough was her name. 

AtkI now their native coast appear, 
Britannia 1 ! hills their summits rear 
a'.hjv theJ &er i nan main ; 

ii- danger oVr. 
nutnward coast along the shore, 
Thy waters, gentle Thames, to gain. 

Full forty guns Straphis lx>re, 

> iroofopgh'a Countess twenty-four, 
1 with Old £i inland's boldest tars— 
Wii/t flag that ridrs the tiallic seas 
Sliall dare attack inch i>il<.< as these 
Dt signed Cor tumults and for wars i 

Now from the topmast's c-i<ldy height 
c;i tl— " Four nil in I 
*• Approached -\itli fairing 
p ■ (! to aw the Bet I 

ihipi to meet 
And ekneiy braced his shireriag sails* 


V, )tl! him advanced the Countess bold, 
Like a black tar in wars grown old : 

And now these floating piles drew nigh ; 
But. muse, unfold, what chief of fame 
In the other warlike squadron came, 

Whose standards at his raast's-head fly. 

'Twas Jones, brave Jones, to battle led 
-As bold a crew as ever bled 

Upon the sky surrounded main ; 
The standards of the western world, 
Were to the willing winds unfurled, 

Denying Britain's tyrant reign. 

The Good-Man Richard led the liDe ,' 
The Alliance must with these combine, 

The Gallic ship they Pallas call, 
The Vengeance, armed with sword and flame J 
These to attack, the Britons came— 

But two accomplish all. 

Now Phoebus sought his pearly bed ; 
But who can tell the scenes of dread. 

The horrors of that fatal night ; 
Close up these floating castles came : 
The Good-Man Richard burst in flame \ 

Seraphis trembled at the sight. 

She felt the fury of her ball, 

Down, prostrate down the Britons fall : 

The decks were strewed with slain ; 
Jones to the foe his vessel lashed ; 
And. while the black artillery flashed, 

Loud thunders shook die main. 

Alas that mortals should employ 
Such murdering engines to destroy 

That frame by heaven so neatly joined : 
Alas ! that e'er it was decreed 
That brother should by brother bleed, 

And pour such madness in the mind. 

But thou, brave Jones, no blame shaltbear, 
The rights of men demand your care ; 

For these you dare the greedy waves— 
No tyrant, on destruction bent, 
Has planned thy conquest ; thou art sent 

To humble tyrants and their slaves. 
O % 


See !— dread Seraph is flames again— 
And art thou, Jones, among the slain, 

And sunk to Neptune's cave below— 
He lives— though crouds around him fall, 
Still he unhurt survives them all ; 

Almost alone he fights the foe. 

And can your ship these strokes sustain ? 
Behold ) our brave companions slain, 

All clasped in ocean's cold embrace : 
Strike or be sunk— the Briton cries- 
Sink if you can— the chief replies, 

Fresh lightnings blazing in his face. 

Then to the side three guns he drew, 
(Almost deserted by his crew,) 

And charged them deep with woe ; 
By Pearson's flash be aimed hot balls ; 
His mainmast totters— down it falls— 

O'erw helming half below. 

Pearson had yet disdained to yield, 
But scarce his secret fears concealed, 

And thus was heard to cry 

" With hell, not mortals, I contend : 
" What art thou— human or a fiend, 

w That dost my force defy ? 

" Return, my lads, the fight renew ?"— — 
So called bold Pearson to his crew ; 

But called alas ! in \ain ; 
Some on the dtcks lay maimed and dead ; 
Some to their deep recesses fled, 

And hosts were shrouded in the main. 

Distress* tl, forsaken, and alone, 

Be hauled his tattered standard down, 

And yielded to his gallant foe ; 
Bold Pallas soon the Countess took, 
Thus both their hauehty colors struck, 

Confessing what the brave can do. 

But Jones too dearly didst thou buy 
Tlu-se ships possest so gloriously, 

Too mam deaths disgraced the fray ; 
Your liaruue that bore the conquering flame, 
That the proud Briton overcame, 

E'en she forsook thee on thy way : 


For when the morn began to shine, 
Fatal to her the ocean brine 

Poured tlirough each spacious wound ; 
Quick in the deep she disappeared : 
But Jones to friendly Belgia steered, 

"With conquest and with glory crowned. 

Go on ? great men, to scourge the foe, 
And bid these haughty Britons know 

Tliey to our Thirteen Stars shall bend : 
The stars that clad in dark attire, 
Long glimmered with a feeble tire, 

But radiant now ascend. 

Bend to the stars that flaming rise 

On western worlds, more brilliant skies, 

Fair freedom's reign restored,— 
So when the Magi, come from far, 
Behold the God-attending star, 

They trembled and adored. 



Tune, Mauggy Lauder. 

GALLANTS attend, and hear a friend 

Trill forth harmonious ditty ; 
Strange things I'll tell, which late befel, 

In Philadelphia city. 

'Twas early day, as poets say, 

Just when the sun was rising: 
A soldier stoo^l on a long of wood, 

And saw a sight surprizing. 

As in amaze he stood to gaze, 

The truth can't be denied, sir 
He spied a score of kegs, or more, 

Come driving down the tide, sir. 

A sailor too, in jerkin blue, 

This strange appearance viewing, 
First damned his eyes, in great surprize, 

Then said—" Some mischiefs brewiDg." 


* These kegs now hold the rebels bold, 
" Packed up like pick ltd herring : 

11 And they're comedown to attack the town, 
** In this new way of ferrying." 

The soldier flew, the sailor too, 
And scared almost to death, sir, 

Wore out their shoes to spread the news, 
And ran till out of breath, sir. 

Now up and down, throughout the town, 

Most frantic scenes were acted ; 
And some ran here and others there, 

Like men almost distracted. 

Some fire cried, which some denied, 

But said the earth had quaked, 
And girls and boys, with hideoua noise, 

Ran through the streets half naked. 

Sir William he, snug as a flea, 

Lay all this time a snoring : 
Ivor dreamed of harm as he lay warm 

In bed with Mrs Loring. 

Now in a fright he starts upright, 

Awaked by such a clatter ; 
First rubs his eves, then boldly cries, 

" For God's sake, what's the matter ?" 

At his bedside then he espied 

Sir Erskine, at command, sir ; 
Upon one foot he liad one boot, 

And t'other in his hand, sir. 

* Arise, arise," sir Erskine cries, 
u The rebels— more's the pity I 

" Without a boat, are all afloat, 
44 And ranged before the city. 

* The motley crew in vessels new ? 
" With Satan for their guide, sir, 

" Packed up in bags, and wooden ktg;, 
41 Come driving down the tide, sir. 

■ Therefore, prepare for bloody war ; 

M These k«*gs must all be routed, 
M Or surely we drspised shall be, 

* And British valor doubted. "' 

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1 be royal band now ready stand, 

All ranged in dread array, sir, 
On every slip, in every ship, 

For to" begin the fray, sir. 

The cannons roar, from shore to shore, 
" The sstiall arms make a rattle ; 
Since wars began, I'm sure no man 
E'er saw so strange a battle. 

The rebel dales— the rebel vales, 

With rebel trees stirrouixled ; 
The distant woods, the hills and floods, 

With rebel echoes sounded. 

The fish below swam to and fro, 

Attacked on every quarter ; 
Why sure, tbought'they, the Devil's to pay 

Among folks above the water. 

The kegs, 'tis said, though strongly made 

Of rebel staves and hoops, sir. 
Could not oppose their powerful foes, 

The conquering British troops, sir. 

From morn tonight those men of might 

Displayed amazing courage : 
And when the sun was fairly down, 

Retired to sup their porridge. 

One hundred men, w ith each a pen t 

Or more upon my word, sir. 
It is most true, would be too few 

Their valor to record, sir. 

Such feats did they perform that day 
Against those wicked kt gs. sir. 

Tliat years to come, if they get home. 
They "11 make their boasts aiid brags, sir. 


GAILY laJs. our friends we're leaving, 

Honor calls us to the main ; 
Sweethearts! what's the use of grieving, 

We but part to meet again. 


Soon avenged our country's quarrels, 
What delicious joys we'll prove, 

Sweet reposing, crowned with laurels, 
In the arms of those we love. 

Love of country, love of glory, 
From our mothers' breast we drew, 

Our forefathers famed in story, 
Gave the bright example too. 

Hail Columbia's hardy seamen, 

Bravely bred on boisterous waves- 
Faithful to ourselves as Freemen, 
Not the world can make us slaves. 

44 Arm our floating towers of timber ? "— 
Congress bids— each pulse beats higher ; 

Shew the world our joints are limber, 
Nerves of steel, and souls of fire. 

Now our breasts with ardor glowing, 
Feel our bold forefathers' flame ; 

Through our veins their pure blood flowing, 
Can our deeds disgrace their name ? 

Haste then, seize each plundering Corsair, 

Where the waves insulted roll ; 
Trade protect in every quarter, 

From the Tropic to the Pole. 

Thence to the w ide world's wonder, 

Masters of the mighty deep ; 
While we guard our coast with thunder, 

Yet at home may safely sleep. 

I^t u s 1 i ve a band of brothers, 

Whether on the land or sea ; 
'T\s our strength and not another's, 

That viould make or keep us free. 

>Wer fearing foes or weather. 

Union Ik ii;g still our boast, 
Free we'll live or die together — 

u Union," boys ! in bumpers toast. 



GOME all hands, ahoy to the anchor. 

From our friends and relations to go ; 
Poll blubbers and cries, no thanks to her, 

She'il soon take another in tow. 
This breeze like the old one will kick us, 

About on the boisterous main, 
And one day, if death should not trick us, 

Perhaps we may come back again. 
With a will-ho. then pull away jolly boys, 

At the mercy of fortune we go ; 
We're in for't," then tell me what folly boys, 

For to be down-hearted, yo ho I 

Our boatswain takes care of the rigging, 

More 'speciously when he gets drunk. 
The hob-stay* supplies him with swigging, 

He the cable cuts up for old ;,unk. 
The studding-^tils serve for his hammock. 

With the clue-lines he bought him his call, 
While ensigns and jacks in a mammoe, 

He sold to buy trinkets for Poll. 
With a will bo, &c. 

Of the purser this here is the maxim, 

Slops, grog, and provision he sacks : 
How he'd look, if you was but to ax him, 

With captain's clerk who 'tis goes snacks. 
O ! he'd fuid it another guess story, 

That would bring his bare back to the cat, 
If the President's honor and glory, 

Was only just told about tluat. 
With a will ho, &c. 

The gunner he's much of a bubber ; 

The carfindo cant fish a mast : 
The surgeon's a lazy hu»d lubber, 

The master cant steer if he's aft. 
The lieutenants conceit are all wrapt in. 

The mates scarcely merit their flip ; 
Nor is there a swab, but the captain. 

Knows the stem from the stern of a ship. 
With a will ho, &c. 

Now fore and aft having abused them. 

Just but for my fancy ami gig. 
Could I rind any one that ill used them. 

Hanguie, but I'd tickle his wig. 


Jack never was known for a railer, 

5 Twas fun every word that I spoke, 
And the sign of a true hearted sailor, 

Is to give and to take a good joke. 
"With a will ho, then pull away jolly boys, 

At the mercy of fortune we go ; 
"We're infor't, then tell me what folly boys, 

For to be down-hearted, yo ho I 


THE anchor weighed, the cannon's roar, 

Proclaims along the echoing shore, 

The manly farewel ot a crew, 

To honest independence tine : 
The enraptured cheers, declare their actions free. 
Self urged, self armed, to fight for liberty. 

No sighs disgrace the gathered croud • 

The shouts of joy are heard aloud : 

No wife her parting lord r< -strains. 

To check the smile her soul disdains ; 
" Haste, haste, " she cries, " to act the glorious part. 
*' Leave, leave my arms, and reign within my heart.' 1 

Each sister as sue bids adieu. 

Crimsons with the glowing hue 

Of honest pride, and loud declares, 

u Thenoble toil my brother shares." 
E'en children catch the all-p< Trading glow, 
And prattle vengeance on tlie insulting foe. 

The vessel now adown the tide. 

■low in independf ill pride; 
While Delaware with honest l>oast, 

s her Ul the insulted coast ; 
There may her cannon to the world decree, 
Columbia can, and ever will be free . 

And you ye tan, v ho foremost stand, 
Guardians ol your injured land, 
Ma> sioiling cherubim* on high, 

Guard yon with a watchful eye, 
From rocks and shoals your winged eastlebear, 
Nor titunns and tempests follow in your rear. 


We pray not from a mortal foe, 
T he Heavens to turn your chasing prow ; 
Your courage proved." our quarrel just, 
In you we place implicit trust ; 
Assured you*ll reap from every equal fight, 
Success as glorious, as our cause is right. 

The American Constitution. 

Tune, The Arethusa. 

COME all you jolly sailors, here, 
Whose honest hearts are void of fear, 
Who wish in freedom's cause to steer, 

Huzza to the Constitution. 
No frigate stems the watery main, 
'Gainst which we won't our rights maintain ; 

We are all staunch, 

To our favorite launch, 
No pirate but we will make fly, 
Prepared to conquer or to die. 

Along w ith the Constitution. 

We cruize to guard our country 's trade, 

No others liberties invade, 

Columbians prize the laws they've made, 

O! the glorious Constitution. 
Oppression, freemen all disdain, 
And freedom's cause, they will maintain. 

'Gainst all the world, 

Our flag unfurled, 
We fear no power, we know no friend, 
When forced our commerce to defend. 

Along with the Constitution. 

Sweet girls when we are far away, 
We'll still retain hope's cheering ray, 
That love's soft ardor will repay, 

Our toils in the Constitution. 
Lo ! now for danger we prepare, 
Of honor each to gain his share, 
We'll fearless brave, 
The dashing wave : 
You'll cheer us as we bid adieu, 
With three huzzas, to the jolly crew, 

Of the American Constitution. 


On the Enterprize of Lieut. Somcrs. 

TOWARDS Afric's coast the wind did blow, 
All hearts were wanned by Valor's glow, 
And eagei to chastise the foe, 

For acts of daring robbery. 

Lo! Somers launched upon the main, 
With ten bold seamen ill his train, 
Tripoli's port resolved to gain, 

And mar each wall and battery. * 

Forward they pressed on Ocean's wave — 
{IVadsxvorth was there, and Israel brave .') 
Nor thought of danger, nor a grave : 

Their thoughts were on the enemy. 

The bark that sped them to the shore, 
Of strong gun-powder had a store, 
And bombards too she likewise bore- 
Dread instruments ofMisery .' 

As to the port they closely drew, 
The enemy appeared in view ; 
Two boats" approached with each a crew 
Of fifty sons of Tripoli. 

In haste they board— See Somers stand, 
Determined, cool, formed to command, 
The Match of Death in his right hand, 
Scorning a life 01 Slavery. 

And now, behold ! the Match applied, 
The mangled foe the welkin ride : — 
Whirling aloft, brave Somas cried, 

A glorious Death or Liberty ! 

The volleying bombards fierce were driven, 
Impetuous through the vault of Heaven, 
And Infidels, by Terror riven, 

With shrieks rent Heaven's canopy. 

The Bashaw from his Castle fled, 
The bombards thundering o'er his head, 
Whilst strewed along, the countless dead 
Lay proiie on earth in agony. 

And fiercer vengeance still shall flow, 
Upon the faithless, guilty foe, 
When Ban oil with Ids fleet shall go, 

And storm that dtn of roguery; 

Then wiH our cannon, 
In ruins lay their Castle'sl 
Whilst wrapped in flames 1 
And women si 

Columbians ! that will t>l 
With Mercy so to temper JT^ 
That Virtue shall not on youl 
An eye that look?! 

And then shall Bainbrii-re one^ 
Re-cross, in liberty, the main. 1 
Freed, with his erew. from galling! 
And dungeon's gloomy* 


ARISE ! arise ! Columbia's sons arise 1 

And join in the shouts of the patriotic throng ! 
Arise! arise! Columbia's sons arise! 

And let heaven's walls re-echo with 3 our song— 
For Columbia's genius, victory proclaiming. 
Flies through the world our rights and deeds maintaining ; 

And our fame at Tripoli, recorded still shall be. 
And Decatur, brave Decatur'* name remembered be with joy. 
CHORUS.— Huzza ! huzza ! muca ! huzza .' huzza ! boys, 

Mars guards for us what we did independent gain. 
Huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! boys, 
Columbia still, unrestrained, sails the main. 

Haughty and proud, the tawny sons of Tripoli. 

Had long been a pest to our independent sailing ; 
Aiid vainly thought they to enslave us were free, 

While their fl-ig waved unfurled o'er the main— 
But Decatur soon taught them 'midst all their peals of thunder, 
To Columbia's flag 'twas their wisdom to surrender ; 

And their frigate in a flame, gave a glory to his name. 
And laurels graced the bosoms of Columbia's fair. 
Huzza ! huzza! huzza, &c. 

In Congress with joy, met the guardians of our rights, 

Determined to give to merit its renown ; 
And surrounded their brows, which the hardy tar requites, 

With fair freedom's and a famed laurel crown — 
And the loud trump of Fame o'er earth and ocean sounding. 
With Barron. Preble. Talbot, and Dt-catur's name resounding : 

And our fame at Tripoli, recorded still shall be. 
And freedom's loving choir sing the glories of that day. 
Huzza ! huzza ! huzza, &c. 




1 arms returning ; 
J blood have bought 
Jche air. 
shall be penned, 
I his friend; 

ur children shall be free, 
re in our fame. 

uzza! huzza ! huzza ! boys, 
■ us what we did independent gain, 
F huzza ! huzza ! huzza ! boys, 
pll, unrestrained, sails the main. 


Wbf Columbia, the trumpet of fame, 
^Fthe wide world your actions shall loudly proclaim, 
Berty's genius in triumph arise, 
uing your deeds as she mounts to the skies. 

Whilst at the hostile shore, where thundering cannons L"oaiy 
The note of each brave tar, each brave tar shall be, 
No tribute ! but glory, we'll die or be free. 

The brave sons of Freedom, who fell in the cause, 
Supporting oar rights, Independence and laws • 
As the actions of heroes, by history are graced, 
First shall Somen Decatur and Wads worth be placed. 
Whilst at the hostile shore, &c. 

See Preble exalted ! a monument stani ! 
Surroundtd by Heroes, who under his command. 
On Tripoli's tyrant their vengeance have hurled, 
And th»- deeds of Columbians resound through the world. 
Whilst at the hostile shore, &c. 

May Washington's genius our country defend, 
And that charter maintain which freedom has penned ; 
But should tyranny dare our rights to invade. 
By our tars shall the daring attempt be repaid. 

Whilst at the hostile shore, where thundering cannons roar ; 
The note of each brave tar, each brave tar sliall be, 
No tribute, but glory, well die or be free. 




THE youthful sailor mounts the bark, 

And bids each weeping friend adieu ;— 
Fair blows the gale, the canvass swells ; 

Slow sinks the upland from hit view. 

Three roomings, from his ocean bed, 

Resplendent beams the God of day ; 
The fourth high looming in the mist, 

A war-ship's flouting banners play. 

Her yawl is launched ; light o'er the deep, 

Too kind, she wafts a ruffian band ; 
Hit blue track lightens to the bark, 

And soon on deck the miscreants stand. 

Around they throw the baleful glance ; 

Suspense holds mute the anxious crew— 
Who is their prey ?— poor sailor boy ! 

The baleful glance is fixed on you. 

Nay. v hy that useless scrip unfold ?— 

They damn the " I'jin^ Tankee sercni!" 
Torn from thine hand, it strews the wave— 

They force thee trembling to the yawl. 

Sick was thine heart, as from the deck, 

The hand of friendship waved farewel ; 
Mad was thy brain, as far behind, 

In the grey mist thy vessel fell. 

One hope. yet. to thy bosom clung, 

The captain mercy might imparl— 
Tain were that hope, which bade thee look 

For mercy in a Pirate's heart.— 

Wkat woes can man on man inflict, 

When malice ioins with unchecked power! 
Such woes, unpi tied, and unknown, 

Fur many a mouth, the sailor bore. 

Oft gemmed his eye the bursting tear, 

As memory lingered on past joy ; 
As oh thej rlung the trad i 

And daiuiicd the M ducken-livcved bov.'* 

P 2 


When sick at heart, with "hope deferred,' 1 
Kind sleep his wasting form embraced, 

Some ready minion plied the lash, 
And the loved dream of freedom chased. 

Fast to an end his miseries drew ; 

The deadly hectic flushed his cheek ; 
On his pale brow the cold dew hung — 

He sighed, and sunk upon the deck I 

The sailor's woes drew forth no sigh ; 
No hand would close the sailor's eye ; 
Remorseless, his pale corpse they gave, 
Unshrouded, to the friendly wave. 

And. as he sunk beneath the tide, 

A hellish shout arose ; 
Exultingly the demons cried, 

So/we all Albion's REBEL foes!— 


OH ! who can conceive how acute are my pains, 

How my bosom with anguish is torn, 
When I think, with regret, on those dear native plain*. 

Where none but a FREEMAN is born ? 

Oh, curse on those Fiends, having power to oppress, 

Who wolf-like can prey on the weak ; 
Who deny the unfortunate Man a redress, 

And permit not the poor Man to speak. 

Fell Tyranny's Chains now enfetter my soul, 

As rudely I'm tossed on the main ; 
Fell Tyranny's Mandate, with lawless control. 

Plies the lash— Dare her Victims complain? 

With a quick-beating heart, while constrained I toil, 

For my Friends and my Country I mourn ; 
And in retrospect trace all the scenes in that soil, 

Where perliaps I shall never return. 

When I think on my Home, on my Wife, and my Child, 

That would cherub-like spring on my knee ; 
My brain is on fire, my thoughts are as wild 

As the storm-enraged waves of the Sea. 

Away maddening thoughts, and begone dark Despair ! 

I ■ Providence ruling on high. 
Who the Widow and Orphan takes under hit eftie, 
And notes each oppressed Man's sigh. 

NAV.4X SOXGS. 17» 


OH ! think on ray fate, once I freedom enjoyed, 

Was as happy as happy could be : 
But pleasure is fled, even l»ope is destroyed, 

A captive, alas, on the sea. 
I was taken by the foe, 'twas the fiat of fate, 

To tear me "from her I adore ; 
Wl>en thought brings to mind my once happy state, 

I sigh— I sigh, as I tug at the bar. 

Hard, hard is my fate, oh how galling ray chain, 

My life's steered by misery's chart, 
And'though 'gainst my tyrant I scorn to complain, 

Tears gush forth to ease my sad heart : 
I disdain e'en to shrink, though I feel the sharp lasb, 

Yet my breast bleeds for her I adore ; 
While around me the merciless billows do dash, 

I sigh— I sigh, and still tug at the oar. 

How fortune deceives .' I bad pleasure in tow, 

The port where she dwelt was in view ; 
But the wished nuptial morn was o'erclouded with woe, 

I was hurried, dear Anna from you. 
Our shallop was boarded, and I torn away, 

To behold my loved Anna, no more ; 
But despair wastes my spirits, rr.y form feels decay ; 

He sighed— he sighed, and expired at the oar. 


FREEDOM'S sons, awake to glory ; 

Bid Columbia's eagle soar .' 
Once our deeds have rung in story ; 

Burns the patriot flame no more ? 

Shall that arm which haughty Britain 
In its gristle found too strong— 

That, by which her hosts were smitten— 
Shall that arm be palsied long ? 

See our sons of ocean kneeling 
To a tyrant's stripes and chains .' 

Partizan ! hast thou no feeling, 
When the hardy tar eomplains .' 


See the British press-gang seize him, 
Victim of relentless power ! 

Stout bis is, but must fail him 
In this evil-trying hour ! 

Wife and children did enfold him, 
Ere he launched upon the deep : 

These shall ne'er again behold him ; 
These are left alone to weep. 

Dragged on board his prison dwelling- 
Snapped the cord of tender ties! 

While his manly heart is swelling, 
To tlie winds he gives his sighs. 

Sons of freedom ! rise and save him ; 

Snatch him from the tyrant's power; 
And thy country then shall have him, 

Friend in peril's darkest hour. 


RISE ! Sons of Freedom i ise ! 

Swift us the lightning flies, 
Rush to the ocean, hear our brother sighing, 
Rush to the ocean, rescue him from dying. 

Let us unite, ltt martial songs 

Wake us to feel our country's wrongs. -^*>- 

Let Independence warm the soul— 

Proclaim it loud from pole to pole* 

Let every haughty tyrant know, 

Each son of Freedom is his foe. 

CHORUS. — rlntolent piratet now shall Peel 

Columbia's arm is nerved with steel. 
Insulting pirates now si.: 1 feel 
Columbia's arm is nerved with steel* 

OVr Neptune's w ide domain, 
haughty tymriti reign, 
Pirates and rotm rs. eager all for plundt r, 

ben indignant ! hurl on them your thunder. 
Americans ! no longer slei p, 
No longer cringe, no longer creep ; 
Boldly advance, and take your stand, 
Defend your much insulted land :— 


Mark how the eagle mounts the skies ! 

"Where independent spirits rise. 

The keen-eyed Eagle points the way, 
And Freedom's sons her call obey. 
The keen-eyed Eagle points the way, 
And Freedom's sons her call obey. 

Wide o'er Colimibia's plain, 

Wide o'er the watevy main, 
Let the loud trumpet wake each drooping spirit, 
Rouse to defend the blessing we inherit ; 

Brave youth prepare— these dire alarms 

Call you to arms ; to arms ! to arms ! 

Our foes advance— slaves you must be, 

Or proudly stand for Liberty : 

Those foreign tyrants would destroy, 

That heaven-born Freedom we enjoy. 

Invading hordes, shall die accurst, 
Back they must fly, or bite the dust. 
Invading hordes shall die accurst, 
Back they must fly, or bite the dust. 


Tune, Yankee Doodle. 

JOHN" BULL, who has for ten years past, 

Been daily growing prouder, 
Has got another taste at last 
Of Yankee ball ai«d powder. 

Yankee doodle join the tune, 

To every freeman handy. 
Let's shake the foot and rigadooa, 
To yankee doodle dandy-. 

His wrongs and insults have increased 

Till yar.kees cannot bear 'em, 
And as they wished to live in peace, 
He thought that he could scare 'em. 

But yankees know their good old tune, 

For fun or fighting handy, 
For battle or for rigadoon. 
'Tis yankee doodle dandy. 


You all remember well. I guess, 

The Chesapeake disaster. 
"When Britons dared to kill and press, 
To please their royal master. 

That day did murdered freemen fall, 

1 heir graves are cold and sandy ; 
Their funeral dirge was sung by all, 
Not yankee doodle dandy. 

But still for this we manned no ship, 

But used expostulation. 
They murdered Pierce—they fired on Tripp, 
We bore the degradation. 

For though we can like tigers fight, 

Yet peaceful joys are handy ; 
Like brothers still we would unite, 
With yankee doodle dandy. 

The tools of British power who steal 

And murder on the ocean, 
For every wrong they make us feel 
Meet honor and promotion. 

I guess if father was not dead, 
He'd think us very bandy, 
And ask where all the fire had fled 
Of yankee doodle dandy. 

But finding injuries prolonged, 

Become a growing evil, 
Our Commodore got leave, if wronged, 
To blow 'em to the devil. 

And Rodgers is a spunky lad, 

In naval battles handy, 
'Twas he who whipped the Turk* so well 
With yankee doodle dandy. 

So off he goes, and tells his crew, 
The sails we quickly bent sir ; 
A better ship you .never knew, 
She's called the President sir. 

They hoisted up the topsails soon. 

The sailors are so handy ; 
While drums and fifes struck up the tune, 
Of yankee doodle dandy. 

On Thursday morn we saw a sail, 

Well armed with gun and swivel, 
Says Rodgers, " We will ehace and hail 
" And see if she'll be civil." 

So after her they hastened soon, 

The sailors are so handy ; 
While drums and fifes still played the tune, 
Called yankee doodle dandy. 


" Where are you from ?" bold Rodgers cried— 

Which made the Bri tish wonder- 
Then with a gun they quick replied, 
Which made a noise like thunder. 

Like lightning we returned the joke, 

Our matches were so handy, 
The yankee bull-dogs nobly spoke, 
The tune of doodle dandy. 

A brilliant action then began, 

Our fire so briskly burned, sir, 
While blood from British scuppers ran, 
Live Seventy-six returned sir. 

Our cannon roared, our men huzza M, 

And fired away so handy, 
Till Bingham struck, he was so scared, 
At hearing doodle dandy. 

Then having thus chastised the foe, 

And wounded thirty British, 

We gave the rascals leave to go, 

They felt so deuced skittish. 

Now toast our Commodore so brave, 

In toddy, flip or brandy, 
And strike aloud the merry stave 
Of yankee doodle dandy. 

John Codline and Jolin Bull, 

Or « The mistakes of a night." 

WITH his ship all well manned, and M chock full of fight," 
John Codline was plowing the ocean one night. 

As fortune would have it, John Bull came tliat way, 
And thought Mr Codline some Frenchman astray. 

Who are you ? cries Codline— Sir Bull was quite mum—} 
And in lieu of a word, gave Codline a gun. 

Egad— that's plain English— my own mother tongue- 
Cries Codline— I'll give you as good as you flung. 

The sauce I now hear, oft before I have heard — 
So now my good fellow see who^s the last word. 

Broad side and broad side, then at it they went, 
Till Bull cried pecavi— this a'n't what I meaut. 


I tho't you a Frenchman, and fear'd not your si7e. 
"Well knowing the larger— the greater the prize. 

A good one cries Codline— this blundering hit 
May learn you to profit, by loss of your wit. 

Hereafter when Codline you happen to meet, 
On Neptune's high-way, on river or street- 
Be civil, friend Bull— for we fear not a straw, 
Your " ultima ratio-''''' your old CANNON LAW. 



YE freemen of Columbia, 
Who guard your native coast, 
Whose fathers won your liberty, 
Your country's pride and boast — 
Your glorious standard rear again, 
To match your ANCIENT foe ; 
As she roars on your shores, 
Where the stormy tempests blow ; 
As she prowls for prey on every shore, • 
Where the stormy tempests blow. 

The Spirits of your fathers 
Shall hover o'er each plain, 
Wlu re in their injured country's cause 
Tin IMMORTAL BRAVE were slain ! 
Where bold MONTGOMERY fearless fell, 
Where carnage strewed the field, 
In your might sliall you fight, 
And force thi foe to J ield ; 
And on the heights of Abraham 
Your country's vengeance wield. 

Columbia fears no enemy 
That plows th«- briny main, 
lit r home a mighty continent, 

ilber rich domain! 
To avenue our much Loved country's wrong* , 
I o the field bet sons shall fly, 
VVhih- alarms sound to anus, 
onquer or we'll die. 
When Britain's tears may flow in vain, 
As low her legions lie I 

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Columbia's Eagle standard 
Triumphant then shall tower, 
Till from the land the foe depart— 
Driven by its gallant power. 
Then, then, ye patriot warriors! 
Our songs and feasts shall flow, 
And no more, on our shore, 
Shall war's dread tempests blow ; 
But the breeze of peace shall gently breathe 
Like the winds that murmur low. 

American Seamen's Lamentation. 

FROM dungeons of Britain, which float on the main, 

O hear the sad tale of our sorrowful moan ; 
The sim of your freedom for us shines in vain. 
As captives we live but to sigh and to groan. 

Then pity, dear brothers, the fate we deplore, 
Let our dear native land but receive us once more. 

The insolent Briton who rules us with scorn, 

With a heart made of stone, does but mock at ourgrief, 
Nor feels for the pangs of our state so forlorn, 
In hopes that our thraldom may find no relief. 

Then pity, dear brothers, the fate we deplore. 
Let our dear native country receive us once more. 

O brothers ! ye boost of your liberty won, 

B\ Washington's feats, arid by deeds of your own ; 
Xo ray meets our eyes of bright liberty's sun, 
Forced to fight and to die tor a land not our own. 

Then pity, dear brothers, the fate we deplore, 

Let our friends and our country receive us once more. 

How happy with you to conquer or die, 
For country r.nd liberty offer our lives, 
At the word of command be still ready to fly, 
Protecting our parents, our children and wives. 
Then pity, dear fathers, the fate we deplore, 
Let our dear native country receive us once more. 

Forget not your sailors, in thraldom severe, 

"Who cease not to think and to pine after you ; 
Be not plundered of all which a man holds most dear, 
Xor suffer ourdays to be numbered but few. 

Then pity, dear nation, our sorrowful strain. 
Xor let ui forever solicit in vain. 




SONS of freedom, break 3-011 r slumbers ! 

Hear a brother's piercing cries I 
From amidst your foe's deep thunders, 

Hear his bitter griefs arise ! 

Seized by ruffians on the ocean, 

From his kindred borne away, 
Forced to render his devotion, 

To relentness tyrants' sway. 

See ! with ruthless hands they chain him ! 

Iron fetters bind his arms ! 
Better that they first had slain him 

And relieved from future harms. 

See his naked body streaming 

Rills of blood beneath the lash 
See his eyes indignant beaming, 

Sparkling vengeance as they flash 

Though his body, scored with gashes, 

Sinks beneath a brutal hand, 
His soul still scorns the fiend-like lashes, 

And turns to view his native land. 

** O my country," hear him calling, 

" When, O when, the happj houi 

' That the sailor saves from falling 

' When, O when, the happj hour, 
That the sailor saves from falling 
*' In these demons' lawless power ? 

Can we hear his sad petition; 

Echoing o'er our hills and dales, 
And turned unmoved from his condition, 

While his miseries he bewails ? 

Sons of freemen, arm for battle, 
And avenge your brother's cause ! 

}.**t your thundering cannon rattle 
For our country and our laws ! 


WHEN with fierce rage the wild-winds roar, 

And screaming fhenz} \ frantic form 
Loves *inid the swelling din to pour 

Loud dirges on the midnight storm ; 
Then vainl) thinks the seaman bold, 
While shivering with the rain and cold, 
<)1» ! had he Mired his cash on shore. 
He'd brave the faithless deep no more. 


And calling to his cheerless mind, 

How blest a landsman's lot must be, 
"Who, sheltered from the rain and wind, 

Laughs at the horrors of the sea — 
Forms humble plans of future life, 
A small neat cottage — and a wife ; 
Resolved to save his cash on shore, 
And trust the faithless deep no more ! 

But soon the howling blast is o'er, 

And peace resumes her tranquil reign ; 
Fair blows the gale— the welcome shore, 

He greets with longing eyes again ; 
Clasps his loved Poily in his arms, 
Forge ts the tempest's wild alarms, 
Spends all his little cash on shore, 
And gaily trips to sea for more. 


WHEN engaged on tl>e ocean, the brave Yankee tar, 
Heaps the laurels of tame in the tug of the war, 
With patriot ardor inspired when he rights, 
He conquers for glory and maritime rights. 

His country's flag to the mast head he nails. 
Where it gallantly iluats to the fa soring gales ; 
While serving his gun, with true courage, he glows, 
And defiance he bids to America's foes. 

With generous feelings his bosom is stored, 
Fights on till existence is gone by the board. 
But the enemy conquered, to mercy inclined, 
A friend in the brave he rejoices to find. 

Accomplished the cruize, to his country he steers, 
High swells his full heart as his Saily he hears, 
For faithful to glory and love are our tars. 
To New -England's' honor, thtir stripes and their stars, 



Tune,— — Arethuia, 

COLUMBIA'S sons, prepare, unite, 
Now for your Country's freedom fight, 
And with your sworn maintain her right; 

'Gainst pride and persecution ; 
And while you scourge our haughty foes^ 
I'll sing the martial cfaeds of those, 

Whose metal tried, 

Soon lowered the pride, 
Of DACRES, who brave HULL defied, 

On board the CONSTITUTION. 

Nineteenth of August, half past two. 

And post meridian, came in view 

The GUERRIERE frigate ! with her crew, 

All fired with resolution; 
The boasting chieftain bent his course, 
Resolved to put his threat* in force, 

And with his guns, 

Subdue the sons, 
Of Yankees, who no dangers shun, 

On board the CONSTITUTION. 

Our gallant ship now swiftly flies, 
And every man his gun supplies, # 
J* r hile our commander cheerly cries, 

Evince your resolution ; 
With ardor each to action springs, 
Whilst with three cheers the welkin ring* j 

Our foes amazed 

With wonder gazed s 
To see COLUMBIA'S standard raised 

On board the CONSTITUTION. 

The GUERRIERE'S balls flew thick arid hot 
Around us, which we answered not, 
But steered till within pistol shot, 

Resolved on execution. 
Our first broadside like thunder roared 
And bnmght her arisen by the buanl, 

Her main-mast too 

A/*d ibr -man flew, 
Ju pieces, while our <ovial crew 



When DACRES, first received this check, 
And saw the Guerriere a wreck, 
Himself a prisoner on the deck, 

His ship's crew in confusion ; 
Perceived the yankee boys on board, 
With grief beheld the Union lowered ; 

All hope now fled, 

He sighing said 
The GOD of war to victorv led 


This Briton oft had made his boast, 
He'd with his crew, a chosen host, 
Pour fell destruction round our coast, 

And work a revolu tion ; 
Urged by his pride a challenge sent 

Wishing to meet 

Him tete a tete, 
Or one his equal from our fleet, 

Such was the CONSTITUTION. 

COLUMBIA'S sons ! each jovial soul 
Whose glowing breast contemns control, 
Rejoice around the sparkling bowl, 

While w ine flows in profusion. 
First WASHINGTON! our country's boast 
The CONGRESS next, shall be our toast, 

Our third is due 

Brave Hull and crew ; •» 

Then all who hold our rights in view, 

And guard the CONSTITUTION. . 


Sungettkc Dinner given totJie Officers of the U. States frigate 
Constitution, after the Victory over the British frigate Gutmae. 


Tune, Ye Mariners of England. 

BRITANNIA'S gallant streamers 

Float proudly o'er the tide ; 
And fairly wave Columbia's stripes, 

In battle, side by side : 
(knd ne'er did bolder foeineri meet, 

Where ocean's surges pcur. 

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186 tfAVAL SONGS, 

O'er the tide now they ride, 
While the bellowing thunders roar, 

While the cannon's fire is flashing fast, 
And the bellowing thunders roar. 

"When Yankee meets the Briton, 

Whose blood congenial flows, 
By heaven created to be friends, 

By fortune rendered foes ; 
Haul then must be the battle fray, 

Ere well the fight is o'er. 
Jsow they ride, side by side, 

While the bellowing thunders roar ; 
While the cannon's fire is flashing fast, 

And the bellowing thunders roar. 

Still, still for noble England, 

Bold DACRES' streamers fly ; 
And, for Columbia, gallant HULL's, 

As proudly and as high. 
Now louder rings the battle din, 

.More thick the volumes pour ; 
Still they ride, side by side, 

While the bellowing thunders roar ; 
While the cannon'3 fire is flashing fast, 

And the bellowing thunders roar. 

Why lulls Britannia's thunder, 

That waked the wat'ry war ? 
Why stays that gallant Guerriere, 

Whose streamer waved so fair ? 
That streamer drinks the ocean ware I 

That warrior's fight is o'er ! 
Still they ride, side by side, 

While Columbia's thunders roar ; 
While her cannon's fire is flashing fast, 

And her Yankee thunders roar. 

Hark ! 'tis the Briton's lee-gun ! 

Ne\ r bolder warrior kneeled J 
And ne'er to gallant manners 

Did braver seamen yield. 
Proud betlie sires, whose hardy boys 

Then fell, to fight no more ; 
With the brave, mid the wave, 

When the cannon's tlimidt is roar ; 
J In ii ipiritl then shall trim the blast. 

And swell the thunder's roar. 


Vain were the cheers of Briton«, 

Thtir hearts did >ainly swell, 
Where virtue, skill, and bravery, 

With gallant MORRIS fell. 
That heart, so well in battle tried. 
Along the Moorish shore, 
Yet again, o'er the main,* 

When Columbia's thunders roar, 
Shall prove its Yankee spirit trut . 

When Columbia's thunders roar. 

Hence be our floating bulwarks 

Those oaks our mountains yield : 
*Tis mighty heaven's plain decree ; 

Then "take tlte wat'ry tield .' 
To ocean's farthest barrier, then, 

Your whitening sails shall pour ; 
Safe they'll ride o'er the tide, 

While Columbia's thunders roar : 
While her cannon's fire is flashing fast, 

And her Yankee thunders roar. 


YE brave sons of Freedom, whose bosoms beat higb 
For your country, with patriot pride and emotion, 
Attend whilst I sing of a wonderful "Wasp, 
And the Frolic she gallantly took on the ocean. 

This tight little Wasp, of the true Yankee stuff. 
F rom the shores of Columbia indignant paraded ; 
Her eye flashed with fire, and her spirit flamed high, 
For her rights they were basely by Britons invaded.. 

Swift over the wave for the combat she flew, 
By a sting keen and terrible armed and defended ; 
Her broad- wings were white as the rough ocean spray, 
And sixteen long arms from her sides she extended. 

The winds waft her gaily— but soon on the way 
The foe of her fathers for battle arrayed him ; 
From his forehead were waving the standards of Spain. 
But the proud step and stare of his nation betrayed him. 

Like the fierce bird of Jove, the Wasp darted forth, 
And, be the tale told with amazement and wonder ! 
She hurled on the foe. from her flame-spreading arms, 
ioe fire-brands of death, and the. red-bolts of thunder I 


And, Oh ! it was glorious and strange to behold, 
"What torrents of fire from her red-mouth she threw, 
And how from her broad-wings and sulphurous sides, 
Hot showers of grape-shot, and rifle-balls flew • 

The foe bravely fought, but his arms were all broken, 
And he fled from his death-wound, aghast and affrighted : 
But the Wasp darted forward her death-doing sting, 
And full on his bosom, like lightning, alighted. 

She pierced through his entrails, she maddened his brain. 
And he writhed and he groaned as if toni with the cholic ; 
And long shall John Bull rue the terrible day. 
He met the American Wasp in a Frolic. 

The tremors of death now invaded his limbs, 
And the streams of his life-blood, his closing eyes drown j 
When lo ! on the wave, this colossus of pride, 
The glory and pomp of John Bull, tumbled down. 

Now drink to the Navy ; and long may its sons,. 
Like the heroes of Rome, and of Carthage and Greece, 
Midst the downfal of nations, triumphantly bear 
The barque of our country*, to freedom and peace. 

And drink to DECATUR and RODGF.RS and HULL, 
And to every brave heart, to his country that's true ; 
And never forget whilst the glass circles round, 
The fame of the WASP, her COMMANDER, and CREW* 


Tune, Yt tars ojColun 

THE banner of FREEDOM high floated unfurled, 
While the silver tipt surges in low homage curled, 
Flashing hright round the how of Decatur's brave '•;, 

In contest an eagle in cliasing. a lark. 

The bold " UNITED STATES,*' 
Which FOUR AND FORTY rates, 

Shall ne'er lie known to \ iekl be known to yield or fry 

Her motto is ' ' Glory ! we conquer or di< , M 

All canvass extended to woo the co; 
The shipckrirr-d for Ml ion, >il ; 

i anfn view, ever. bcwoQi beau high, 

All eager lor conquest, or r« a<!\ to die. 
Tr* bold United Su 


Now havoc stands ready, with optics of flame, 
And battle-hounds - strain on the start" 1 for tne game ; 
The blood demons rise on the surge for their prey, 
While pity, dejected, awaits the dread frav. 
The bold United States, 8tc. 

The gay-floating streamers of Britain appear, 
Waving light in the breeze, as the stranger we near.; 
And now could the quick-sighted Yankee discern, 
MACEDONIAN emblazoned at large on ber stern. 
The bold United States, &c. 

She waits our approach, and the contest began, 
But to waste ammunition is no Yankee plan ; 
In awful suspense every match was withheld, 
While the bull-dogs of Britain ineessantly yelled. 
The bold United States, &c. 

Vnawed by her thunders, alongside we came, 
While the foe seemed enwrapped in a mantle of flame ; 
When, prompt to the word, such a flood we return, 
That Neptune, aghast, thought his trident would burn. 
The bold United States, &c. 

Now the lightning of battle gleams horribly red, 
With a tempest of iron, and a hail-storm of lead : 
Aiid our fire on the foe was so copiously poured, 
His mizenand top-masts soon went by the board. 
The bold United States, &c. 

So fierce and so bright did our flashes aspire, 
They thought that their cannon had set us on fire— 
k * The Yankee's onflafiies," every British tar hears, 
And hailed the false omen v ith three hearty cheers. 
The bold United States, &c. 

In seventeen mimrtes, they found their mistake, 
And were glad to surrender, and fall in our wake, 
Her decks Mere with carnage and blood drlugrd o'er, 
Where, weltering in blood, lav an hundred ana four. 
The bold United States, &c. 

But though she was made so completely a wreck, 
With blood they had scarcely encrimsoned our deck : 
Only /re valiant Yankees in baitle wane slain, 
And our ship in rive minutes was fitted again. 
The bold United States, &c. 

Let Britain no longer lav claim to the seas. 
Tor the tndent of Neptune is ours, if we please. 
W hiL- HULL and DECATUR, and JONES are our boast, 
We dare their whole navy to come to our coast. 
The bold United States, &c. 


Rise, tars of Columbia, and share in the fame, 
Which gilds Hull's, Decatur's and Jones's bright name ; 
Fill a bumper and drink, " Here's success to the cause, 
But DECATUR supremely deserves our applause." 
The bold " UNITED STATES," 
Which FOUR AND FORTY rates, 

Shall ne'er be known to yield be known to yield or fly- 

Her motto is " Glory ! we conquer or die." 


Let glory proclaim to the hills of the west, 

The triumph of Freedouvafar ; 
Our song be Decatur and Liberty blest, 

Huzza to the brave and the war. 

The gallant commander and all his brave band, 

Rejoice at the sight of the foe ; 
Three cheers give the signal ; each heart and each hand. 

Conspires to strike the first blow. 

Then furious, the cannon's fierce thunderings roar, 

Death speedily follows the blaze. 
The dead 'and the dying lie covered with gore, 

While Freedom the contest surveys. 

Sweet Goddess ! that guides us to glory and fame, 

And rides in the terrible blast, 
Now give to Decatur a glorious name, 

That long as his country shall last. 

The fierce Macedonian, soon yields to her foe, 
She yit Ids to the gallant and brave ; 

a to our Sailors wherever they go. 
And in death, sweet ]>eace to their grave. 

Huzza to the brave that triumphantly ride, 

Aiid trav*.r;e the boist« rous M a, 
Columbia's glory. ber honor and pride; 

And Freedom's fair bulwaik shall be. 

Our brave, gallant Navy shall sooner or later, 

i ictorious, plough, 
And Liberty *« conquests, with noble Decatur, 
Sk*H nuke the proud Albion bow. 


The Tars of Columbia were born to be brave, * 

1 L ir birth-right is Liberty blest ; 
To shield it from insult from ruin to save, 
Shall long be the pride of each breast. 

Then hail toourXavy, all hail in a bumper ! 

Decatur and Porter" and Hull : 
Way Rodgers soon meet with the fierce roving " Plomper,'^ 

And drub his old friend Johnny Bull. 


HARK • again the cannon's roar 
Floats along Columbia's shore, 
Peals on peals, redoubling, roll, 
"Whilst glory fires tach patriot soul. 

Some dreadful contest shakes the main- 
Hark ! the thunder breaks again .' 
And now amid the ocean's glow, 
She strikes ! she strikes I Columbia's foe. 

Britannia weep ! thy laurels view 
Fast lading, twin\l with mournful yew, 
Columbia's little naval band 
Will wrest the trident from thy hand. 

See boastful Dncres. humbled, yield 
To modest Hull the azure field : 
To Tankee skill resign the wave 
That rises o'er the Guerriere's grave ! 

And see beneath the southern sky, 
Columbia's flag triumphant fly ! 
Intrepid Jones with ardor burns, 
And vengeful on the Frolic turns. 

Superior force the Briton claims, 
But dauntless Jones the fight maintains., 
Till haughty England sees once more, 
Her red cross humbled as before. 

Then turn, behold Columbia's pride 
Decatur— oft in battle tried— 
The Preble of her infant name— 
The Nelson of her future fame. 


See, vanquished, by his valiant band, 
The Macedonian, captive stand ; 
Struck, her proud banners, to his might, 
And hails him champion of the fight. 

Whilst fair Columbia's genius twines 3 
And graceful round his temple binds 
That glorious wreath , the meed of fame.. 
Which consecrates a HERO'S name. 

Then Britain weep ! thy laurels view 
Fast fading twined with mournful yew ; 
Columbia's little naval band 
Shall wrest the trident from thy hand. 


TO guard the free pathway of his watery domain, 

For ages had Neptune his trident extended ; 
And nations all swore they the law would maintain, 

Which forbid that its rights should e'er be contended : 
But Britain, haughty Isle, claiming ocean as her spoil, 
Set afloat her winged castles, determined to despoil ; 
And the God, at their thunders, with terrors inspired, 
Presented his sceptre, and in exile retired. 

Long he viewed the usurper triumph o'er the expanse, 

As 'mid its green leaves he sat forlorn and cheerless ; 

While tyranny and rapine o'er its azure Vaves advance, 

By the streamers 01 Albion protected and fearless, 
When, the solace of his woes, Columbia's genius rose, 
And glory filled her eye while it lightened on her foes ; 
For the wand that quells the billows, was in her hand borne, 
Which from the queen of ocean, her warlike sons had torn. 

M Great Father," the Goddess of Liberty exclaimed, 
While the radiance of Heaven on her countenance brightened^ 
With thy trident, thy powtr undiminished is reclaimed :" 
And his soul sj>oke its joy in his visage that lightened, 

As the emblem agpin of his rule on the main, 

Through Columbia's fair hands, he from usurpation gained ; 

And w hilo the immortal affection waked bis breast, 

H<> announced to the woild his sovereign behest. 


Thy vktMi tbe glory of all nations transcend ; 

Be thv bliss and thy greatness through ages increasing, 
The rights of tlie world be it thy task to defeJid, 

And the reverence of empires shall ever be unceasing ; 
The fierce tempest of war, shall be driven afar 
To the deep's heaving bosomi no more your peace to mar. 
While Hull's, Jones', and Decatur's fame, cherished in song 
Shall your annal's proud page with numerous heroes throng. 


YE seamen of Columbia, 
Who guard our nation's rights, 
■Whose deeds deserve eternal fame ; 
In four successive fights : 
O try your matchless skill again, 
Subdue your ancient foe, 
As they roar, on your shore, 
Where tl»e stormy tempests blow. 

Tbe spirits often thousand men 
Who groan beneath the yoke, 
Shall join to aid your labors 
When you their chains have broke, 
Nor shall they e'er be pressed again* 
To serve your ancient foe, 
As they roar, on your shore, 
Where tl»e stormy tempests blow. 

Columbia needs no bulwark 
Along the stormy coast, 
Her gallant seamen are her walls, 
The country's pride and boast ; 
And a long list beside, 
Who will sweep o'er the deep, 
And in fearless triumph ride. 

The haughty flag of England, 
That waved a thousand years, 
Is stripped of its proud laurels, 
Which on our flag appears ; 
Our tars have crowned the Eagle, 
And the stripes have lashed the foe, 
As they sweep oer the deep, 
Where the stormy tempests blow. 



WHEN Fame shall tell the splendid story 
Of COLUMBIA'S naval glory, 
Since first victorious o'er the deep 
Our Eagle-flag was seen to sweep ; 
The glowing tale will form a page, 
To grace the annals of the age, 
And teach our sons to proudly claim 
The brightest meed of naval fame, 
in loftv strains the bard shall tell 
How TRUXTON fought, how SOMERS fell « 
How gallant PREBLE's daring host 
Triumphed along the Moorish coast ; 
Forced the proud Infidel to treat. 
And brought the Crescent to their teet ! 

And mark amidst the splendid band 
That guards COLUMBIA'S boundless strand, 
The youthful Hero of the Wave, 
DECATUR, bravest of the brave ! 
And RODGERS, whose triumphant name 
Sounds from the trump of future fame ! 
And . Oh ! forget not in the song 
That bears my country's fame along, 
Victorious HULL, and conquering JONES, 
COLUMBIA'S own intrepid sons ! 
Whose matchless skill, and well-served thumUr 
Struck the proud flag of England under, 
And threw, by hearts of Freemen brave, 
The British Liim in the ivave ! 

Masters of verse! Oh still proclaim, 
In song sublime, their glorious fame, 
Till timeexolves the fated day, 
That sweeps these Union-States away •, 
Or. rendng from its sinking sliore, 
The rolling ocean foams no more ! 

And who that hears this splendid story, 
Ibis brilliant tale of naval glory, 
Feels not the patriot-warmth and fire 
Of Prophecy his soul inspire ? 
— -Lit line the eternal veil away 
That shrouds futurity from day ; 
And. after many a dt-ed that cheers 
The distant days of future yehrs, 
Heads upon every standard high, 
That v e sky, 

< .Yiih Harm ft. light, and proud era< 



Sung at a Dinner given at Boston, to Commodore Bainbridge. and 
the Officers of the frigate Constitution, for their gallant achieve- 
ment in the capture of the British frigate Javd. 


Tune, Te Mariners of England. 

BRAVE hearts of* ocean chivalry, 

"Who late in arms have stood 
Victorious o'er the bravest foe, 

"Whose thmwler wakes the flood ! 
Ye twice, who sought fame's proudest height, 

Arid twice attained the goal ! 
Again, o'er the main, 

Shall your conquering thunders roll, 
And your banners tioat victoriously, 
And your conquering thunders roll. 

Mark, how >on ship triumphantly 

Her native billows lave J 
Where first she gave her native form 

In rapture to the wave. 
Twice bold Britannia's hearts of oak 

Have owned h^r stern control, 
And again, o'er the main, 

Shall her conquering thunders roll, 
And her lumen float victoriously, 
And her conquering thunders roll. 

When first again for battle 

Ye bade your thunders swell, 
A spirit, clad in armor, stood, 

Where once an hero fell. 
It sternly frowned upon the foe, 

And shewed the scar it bore : 
Till ■gaiat, o'tr the main, 

Your thunders ceased to roar. 
And your banners waved victoriously, 
While your thunders ceased to roar. " 

BUSH ! 'twas thy gallant spirit, 

That left its realms oa 
To hear Columbia's battle rage, 

To see her streamers fly. 
Thai spirit, when the fight was done, 

Aloft the tidings bore, 

196 NAVAL S0XG8. 

How again, o'er the main, 

Your conquering guns did roar, 
And your banners waved victoriously, 
And your conquering guns did roar. 

FAME ! wreathe again thy laurels", 

Like HULL's forever fair ; 
Such garlands, on his manly brow, 

Shall noble BAINBRIDGE wear; 
The same their banner and their deck, 

The same thek daring soul, 
And the same be their fame, 

While their conquering thunders roll 5 
And their banners float victoriously, 
And their conquering thunders roll. 

High on thy rolls of glory, 

With honor doubly crowned, 
By those whose sires are yet unborn^ 

Shall AL WIN's name be found. 
The spirits of the brave, who live 

On thine eternal scroll, 
Again o'er the main, 

When they hear their thunders roll, 
Shall trim those banners to the breeze, 
While the conquering thunders roll. 

'• Ye Mariners of England," 

The brave applaud the brave ; 
Our bays with cypress would we twine . 

To deck your LAMBERT's grave ; 
But since 'tis ours to meet ye foes, 

Our gallant friends of yore, 
Again o'er tl»e main, 

Shall our conquering thunders roar. 
Ami our banners float victoriously, 
And our conquering thunders roar. 

Fame, ready twine such garlands, 

As crown the brave to-day ; 
For here are ocean warriors, 

As good and brave as they. 
When fortune leads them where the foe 

Now sweep the surges o'er, 
Again. 0V1 the main, 

Shall cur conquering thunders roar, 
And our banners float victoriously, 
r conquering thunders roar* 




Tune, Devry Down* 

THE Frigates of England, the Queen of the Seat, 
When met by the Yankees are conquered with ease. 
The reason is obvious,— no press-gangs we know ; 
: Tis as Freemen we fight, as such conquer our foe. 

Fighting Bob, (Bully DACRES, ) we first taught to fear, 
"Who commanded tlie trigate y'clept the Guerriere : 
A sound Constitution quite baffled his skill ; 
Aud HULL stuck to his skirts till he gave hirn his fill. 

Then JONES, in the Wasp, took a turn with the Frolic, 
But his pills were so strong they gave WHIN YATES the Cholie! 
J>own came George's Cross to America's Stars, 
And a fresh wreath of laurels bedecked our bold tars. 

The next was DECATUR, in the United States t 
Who in Peace mx in War will indulge tete a tetes ; 
Tlie proud Macedonian, by him doomed to fall, 
He carved up, a fine dish dressed with powder and ball ! 

How the proud tars of Britain will storm and will roar, 
When thev hear of the Java off St. Salvador, 
That BAINBRIDGE attacked her, with brave resolution, 
And convinced all the world we'd ajlne Constitution ! 

Then RODGERS— but stop, he has done nothing yet, 
But the fame gained by others his courage will whet ■ 
And should he meet our foes wheresoever he's sent. 
He'll hand them a message frorn the President ! 


Y£ gallant sons of Liberty, 

Who bravely have defended, 
Your country's rights by land or sea, 
And to her cause attended. 

With yankee doodle doodle doo, 

Yankee doodle dandy, 
Our tars will show, the haughty foe 
Columbia's sons are handy . 
K 2 


Upon the Ocean's wide domain; 

Our tars are firm and true, sirs, 
And Freedom's cause they will maintain, 

With yankee doodle doo, sirs. 

Witn yankee doodle, &c. 

The fourth day of July 'tis said, 

That day will Britain rue, sirs, 
When an independent tune we played, 

Called yankee doodle doo. sirs. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

Columbia's sons did then declare, 

They would be independent. 
And for king George they would not care, 

Nor yet for his descendant. 
Yankee dooddle, &cc. 

For the Prince Regent thought he'd sent. 

A fleet to take our few, sirs, 
But when to sea our sailors went ? 

They played 'em doodle doo, sirs. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

For first bold Hull the Guerriere met, 

And 'twas a glorious day, sin, 
«>ried Dacres, give them boys a sweat, 

And show them British play, sirs. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

But Hull that story did not like, 
So returned them shots a few, sirs, 

Which caused the British flag to strike, 
To yankee doodle doo. sirs. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

\\nv next hold Jones • Frolic took, 

Upon the ocean too, sirs, 
Loru how the British rlag ;he shook, 

To yankee doodle doo, sirs. 
Yaukee doodle, &c. 

For Jones so smart a tune did play, 
That it made the British sing/sirs, 

And Whinyates to his men did say, 
Damned hard that Wnsp does sting, sirs, 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

Whinyates thought our gallant Joner, 
Couldn't take a Frolic too. sirs, 
-.-on lie shuck his marrow bcLr ! 
Aee d<»odk d<>o. sirs. 
Yankee deod>, &?, 


'Twns next the Macedonian met, 

Brave commodore Decatur. 
A yankee ship, cried he, I'll bet, 

Prepare my boys to t;ike her. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

For Carden thought he had us tight, 

Just so did Daeres too. sirs, 
But brave Decatur put him right, 

With yankee doodle doo. sirs, 
Yankee doodle, &c. , 

They thought they saw our ship on flame, 
Which made them all huzza, sirs, 

But when the second broadside came, 
It made them hold their jaw. sirs. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

The British tars think that they can, 

Whip Yankees one to two, sirs, 
But oi. ly give us man to man, 

They'll see what we can do, sirs. 
Yankee doodle, Sec. 

Our tars do care no more for France, 

Than Britain is most true, sirs, 
And can make any nation dance, 

To yankee doodle doo, sirs. 
Yankee doodle, &c. 

How here's a health to valiant Hull, 

Jones and Decatur too. sirs. 
And we'll include brave Bainbridge too, 
Sing yankee doodle doo, sirs. 

With yankee doodle doodle doo, 

Yankee doodle dandy. 
Our tars will show, the haughty foe 
Columbia's soiis are handy. 


ALL hail Columbia's sons ! once more, 
Their glory beams o'er ocean bright ; 
All welcome to their native shore, 
Triumphant from the bloody nsjht. 
Colmnbia's sons shall ever be. 
The guardians of true Liberty. 


The gallant Lawrence stemmed the sea, 
Nor feared to meet the haughty foe ; 

His flag, the flag of Liberty, 
Flowed in the breeze and still shall flow 
Columbia's sons, &c. 

A bird of Albion's daring race, 

Fast moved along on airy wing, 
The Hornet too with naval grace. 

Prepared to dart it's keenest sting. 
Columbia's sons, &c. 

The rage of battle warmer grew, 

Death reigned with haughty triumph there, 
The thundering broadsides faster flew, 

Whistling along the floating air. 
Columbia's sons, &c. 

But lo ! she strikes ; the Peacock^ crest, 

Fast sinks to ocean's coral bed ; 
Down, down she goes ; there let her rest, 

And peace attend her sleeping dead. 
Columbia's sons, &c. 

High on the glowing scroll of fame, 

In dazzling tints, this deed shall shine ; 
And there, brave LAWRENCE, shall thy name 
Live in an everlasting shrine. 

Columbia's sons shall ever be, 
The guardians of true Liberty. 


Tone, Old Granu Weal, 

"VE Demos attend, and ye federalists too, 

ring you a song that you all know is new, 
Tt is ofa Hornet, true stuff I'll be bail, 
That tickled a Peacock and lowered his tail. 
CHORUS.— Sing bubboroo dudderoo Granu Weal, 

Our Hornets can tickle a British bird's tail, 
Their stings are all sharpened to pierce without fail. 
Success to our navy, says Granu Weal. 

This Peacock was bred in the land of king George, 
Mis feathers were fine and hi3 tail yen - large, 

read both his wings, like a ship in full sail, 
ided himself in the size ofhis tail. 

Sing bubboroo dudderoo, Sec 


King George said, my bird, to America go. 

Each Hornet and Wasp is the British king's foe, 

Pick them up. my dear bird, spread your wings for the gale, 

But beware of the insects o/Granu WcaU 

Sing bubboroo dudderoo, &c. 

Away flew the bird at the word of command, 
His flight was directed to freedom" s o-cnland. 
But the Hornet discovered his wings like a sail, 
Aud quickly determined to tickle his tail. 
Sing bubboroo dudderoo, &c. 

So to it they went then with both beak and sting, 
The Hornet still working keen under her wing, 
American insects, quoth she. I'll be bail, 
Will rufle your feathers and lower your tail. 
Sing bubboroo dudderoo, &.C* 

The Peacock now mortally under the wing. 
Did feel the full force of the Hornet's sharp sting, 
He flattened his crest with a wheu, and a wail, 
Sunk down 'fore the Hornet and lowered his tail. 
Sing bubberoo dudderoo, Sec. 

Success to brave Lawrence who knows well the nest, 
Where Hornets and Wasps can with honor still rest. 
He'll send tlsem with skill ami with force I'll be bail, 
To humble king-birds and to tickle their tail. 
CHORUS.— Sing bubberoo dudderoo. Granu Weal, 

Our Hornets can tickle a British bird's tail, 
Their stings are all sharpened to pierce without faijj- 

Suceessto our navy, says Granu Wtal. 


YANKEE sailors have a knack, 

Haul away ! yeo ho. boys ; 
Of pulling down a British Jack, 

'Gainst any odds you knew boys, 
Come three to one. right sure am' I, 

If we cant beat tbem, still we'll try, 
To make Columbia's colors rly, 

Kui.l away ! \\o ho, boy* ! 

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Yankee sailors, when at sea 
Haul away ! yeo ho, boys I 
Pipe all hands with merry glee, 

While aloft they go, boys ! 
And when with pretty girls on shore 
Their cash is gone, and not before, 
They wisely go to sea for more, 
Haul away ! yeo ho, boys ! 

Yankee sailors lore their soil, 

Haul away i yeo ho, boys ! 

And for glory ne'er spare toil, 

But flog its foes, you know, boys J 
Then while its standard owns a rag, 
The world combined shall never brag, 
They made us strike the Yankee flag, 
Haul away ! yeo ho boys I 


No more of your blathering nonsense 
'Bout Nelsons of old Johnny Bull ; 
I'll sing you a song by mv conscience, 

'Bout JONES, and DECATUR and HULL. 
Dad Neptune has long, with vexation, 

Beheld with what insolent pride, 

The turbulent, billow-washed nation 

Has aimed to control his salt tide. 

Sing lather away jonteel and aisy, 

By pay soul, at the game hol>-or-Dob, 
In a very few minutes we'll nlase 5c, 
Because we take work by the job. 

There was Darres. at vaunting and boasting 

His equal you'll seldom come near ; 
But HULL betwixt smoakingand roasting, 

Dispatched his proud frigate GiK-rriere ! 
Such treatment to him was a wonder, 

Which served his proud spirit tochoak ; 
And. when to the bottom our thunder 
Had sent her, we laughed at the joke. 

Sing lather away jonteel and aisy, 

Brave HULL, at the game hob-or-nob, 
Is the boy that will surely amaze ye, 
So well he can finish the job. 


T'other day, worse than gout, fit or cholic, 

The Wasp, with Rodgers, BMdle and JONES, 
So terribly stung the poor Frolic i 

As left her— but bare skin and bones. 
She struck, but what could she do better ; 

For time, there was none to delay, 
Indeed, it must terribly fret her 
To see she could not run away. 

Sing lather away jonttel and aisr. 

Brave JONES, at the game hob-or-nob, 
Is the lad that will surely amaze ye, 
So well he can work by the job. 

Now, to augment our brave little navy, 
And add to the strength of each state, 
DECATUR, without sauce or gravy, 

Has dressed Alexander the Great ! 
By my soul to prevent further trouble, 

Aiul save a disgraceful downfal. 
Since they find all resistance a bubble, 
They'll strike without righting at all. 

Sing lather awav jonteel and aisy. 

DECATUR,"to play hob-or-nob, 

"Will in seventeen minutes amaze ye— 

Huzza, 'twas a quick finished job. 

And again has our good Constitution, 

Whose Guerriere-job you encored, 
Sent the Java to sound the deep ocean, 

Aftef trimming her slick by the board. 
Thou eh Lambert % for nearly two hours, 

Ranted the Yankies' attack, 
The flag of St. George at length cowers, 
And the stars and the stripes mount the wreck. 
Sing lather awav jonteel and aisv, 

When BAINBRIDGE begins hob-or-nob* 
In the end never fear but he'll plaise ye, 
So completely he'll finish the job. 

fifth and last comes the brave little HORNET, 

And meets with a Peacock so gay ; 
Yet the Yankee makes bold een to scorn it, 

And clips his proud plumage away 
A short half-glass ere they were crippled. 

The Pea-chickens fluttered around ; 
"When their Peake being struck and hull riddled, 
They hoisted their jack— union down. 

Sing; lather awav jonteel and aisv. 

When LAWRENCE shall try hob-or-Dcb, 
He takes fourteen minutes to amaze ye, 
itutionaliy ending his job. 


Then huzza for the lads of our navy, 
When they either dispatch to old Davy 

Or bring home the ships of John Bull. 
And may Congress, the sea men's protectors.. 

Reward all the deeds of the brave ; 
And Britain still find us the victors 
Whene'er we contend on the wave. 

60 lather away jonteel andaisy, 

Columbians all play hob-or-nob, 
And our seamen will never disgrace ye. 
They're getting so used to the job# 



Some trivial errors may have escaped our notice. All we have 
observed is, in the 36th page, the word infinite instiled in- 
stead of infantile.-— —In page 44. the celebrated Hail Columbia 
is ascribed to FRANCIS HOPKINSON, esq. instead of JOSEPH 

HOPKINSON, t*q. In page 120, the word moon is used in* 

stead of morn.